[ebff2011] Despoiled sac of bloat, frothing behemoth writhing in the decay below. Sealed in, captive of the pulsating energy of earth. Contagious wretch, held in invisible magnetic bonds. It soaked them. I grew to hate them and depend on them. And then they were released. Stolen. Its power and its prison. Its inhibitor. Its spawn grew larger and more violent. And its anger swelled in propensity. Too large now to fit through the holes to the pristine world above, it hews its cage away without effort. Great chunks of stone and metal tossed aside, difficulty a foreign notion. All of the filth spilled into the underworld is about to bubble up and rot away the surface. Imbibed in the pestilence of the Rat's wake.

King and Tracy.

A pack of Carbon dogs can drop a mighty Chomposaur, an alpha pack leader can do the deed - and then some - on its own. But unlike its giant rival, it lacks the cruelty and need for senseless killing. Impossible to dominate or domesticate, but very open to friendship, the Carbon Dog is an intelligent creature with a deep respect for loyalty. With a body and breath that burns as bright and hot as fire that springs forth from its home it is an extremely dangerous enemy. It never backs down once it decides something is worth protecting. And if you can even get close to it, combat won't be any easier.