A towering whale entity rises with flowers from the depths of the murky battlefield, its elongated form covered in jagged, shifting ridges. Its outer shell appears fractured, as if barely containing the writhing movement beneath its surface. Its head is a distorted mass of overlapping plates, constantly shifting to reveal new, unsettling formations. Its arms extend far beyond natural proportions, ending in curved, grasping talons that drag through the mud, leaving trails of dark mist. The air around it crackles with an unnatural energy, distorting reality as it moves, while distant echoes of something ancient rumble through the fog.
