I lost all sense of direction for a split second. Then, my sense of direction returned along with gravity. We fell to the ground with a loud thud. The creature wheezed as it struggled to breathe.
It took me a moment to notice I had fallen on top of the monster. I frantically searched for my sword and twisted it while still stuck in the creature as soon as I grasped it hilt.
It wailed and reached for me, I felt its claws dig into my skin and tear my clothes as it lived its last moments. I released my flames as it struggled. It felt like an eternity until it stopped moving. Out of breath, I pulled my sword out and got off the creature.
Was it really dead? It wasn't trying to trick me like before, was it?
Seconds passed as I watched the creature's motionless body anxiously. Then, its soul appeared. It floated towards me and, despite my unwillingness to take it in, melted into my chest.
