The creature at first seems formless, featureless—a shadowy, fleshy orb held aloft by an unseen magical force. Then the true horror of the aberration manifests. Tendrils unfurl from the spherical body, snaking and uncoiling to swivel in your direction. A wide, lipless mouth splits the orb open, revealing row after row of barbed, gnashing teeth. A toothy maw yawns open at the end of each tendril, dripping with caustic saliva and gleaming with wicked teeth.
~ Envisioned by Supergeek Mike
