"...there was a baleful bellowing then, and we turned to face the sound. The monster stood on its hind legs, its form having shifted again from it's quasi-quadrupedal state into a massive biped, giving an almost human-quality to its body language despite being a massive abomination in the eyes of God. It ducked its head, gathering great lungfuls of air before it roared again, a low guttural howl that one might even mistake for being mournful. Such a brutish creature was surely not capable of such emotion, despite evident tears streaming from its eyes—these were clearly lacrimal in nature, likely induced by the continued exertion of it's sorrowful shouts to the sky."

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