The beast reared up, shielding its face as the wind buffeted it with another howl, it's size and awful slick skin appearing more terrifying as globules of tar flicked from it's coating. It landed back onto all fours with a loud and resonating crash that warped and flexed metal on the floor with rending creaks. The tar under its front legs splashed violently in a jet black wave towards John. It pressed forward into the wind, those void black eyes fixed on him with a hollow determination.
Quick as a whip, it spun round on the spot, a lashing tail flicking towards the man and his shield. Despite being made of the fleshy black liquid, it looked razor sharp and deadly.