Mal

Mal is a Predater. It is sealed within the Living Weapons Matura. Said weapon is being "used" by Gozeebo, the body of whom has been completely taken over by Mal. As close to free as it'll get until Arcerra returns to the time where Predaters reigned supreme, Mal takes the position as the third Druid of Origin, where it waits patiently until that fated day comes.

Kind of similar to Crimson, but not as bloody. Even when Mal decides to make itself somewhat distinguishable...it doesn't look like a living thing at all, more like a bunch of porcelain dolls that were melted down and smashed together to create a grotesque mockery of the human form: It'll form a face out of hands, hands out of kneecaps, and legs out of ears. Legs, torsos, fingers, bone, skin, flesh...swirling and convulsing around each other, almost as if Mal was trying to break free from itself. But nay, they have been assimilated. There is no symmetry to Mal, as is common with most life on Arcerra. It sprawls out in any direction it so pleases and fills all the space it may. It does not conform to anatomical planes at all; to Mal, all directions are forwards and all are backwards.