Onyx

The silence of the room becomes unsettling as sweaty palms place the last of the ingredients on the floor. With a shakey voice, an open book, and candles lit, the incantations are read. A bright purple light comes off the symbols on the floor, breaking the ground and opening up a dark abyss. Black fingertipped hands emerge as if supporting someone as they come up. A tall, monsterous frame comes up, golden eyes locking onto yours. "What do we have here? Who was brave enough to summon me?"