The target looks tough, able to absorb a lot of magical power, so the sorcerer conjures—from the deep arcana of bestial history—a composing shade. It writhes into a great wolfish form, a hound of ill omen, trailing shadow magic as it charges the foe. As the hound draws near its target, the spellcaster feels the sorcery of lightning, of blight, of all magic subject to resistance, the crushed will of an opponent no longer slow to fall.
~ Played by Colby - d4: D&D Deep Dive
