Undead Carrion, grotesque winged horrors, soar through the night with macabre elegance. Tattered flesh clings to skeletal frames, and their eyes burn with an otherworldly glow. Rotting wings beat with a haunting cadence as they circle above, seeking the scent of the living. With a shriek that chills the soul, they dive, talons extended, tearing into the unsuspecting. The air carries the stench of death as these ghastly creatures become harbingers of doom, a winged menace in the eternal night of the undead.