Sebarial backed up slowly and grabbed some more spheres from the wall, tossing them forward. The spheres fell at the beast's feet light falling on a giant axehound, whimpering in the corner. "An axehound?" Sebarial asked.
The light flickers, then goes out, and a very faint glow comes from the shadows, illuminating a set of sharp claws which tap the floor in a slow, steady rhythm.