The force of darkness has turned this Soul Collector pitch black. The fear in his target's eyes give him more energy. Sharp nails are sharpened like blades, and the chilling dark aura from this bale can freeze you in your spot.
Because he spent all his life sitting on chair, his body adapted to fit his lifestyle. Legs started disappearing and the torso became a round form. He also developed a long tentacle to move his chair around and has a "third hand" for convenience.
These Koalas born from the alchemy of Dungeon of Death now takes the pilot seat of abandoned golems. These golems are broken and out of control, so if you are traveling near the Dungeon of Death and hear loud explosions, flee as far away as possible. You might catch a glimpse of these Koalas laughing and enjoying his destruction.
These cows have lived in heaven since long ago and are considered holy. They used to be called Holy Cows, and have the role of keeping Elim safe. But during the war, these cows were racing wrecklessly and went out of Elim's boundaries. As punishment, they were kicked out of Elim and sent to the Dungeon of Death. These wreckless racing cows are now called Race Cows from the humans. Anyone that comes near Dungeon of Death will have to face deadly attacks.