The hairs on Syryn's neck were raised. His instincts were screaming bloody murder as his demon fought to take over. All he had to do was spring his wings open and fly away from the monstrosity that was chasing him from hell.
Riaku and the other avians were momentarily stunned by the sight of Syryn running from a sandstorm. Turbulence in the fog behind him parted the grey smoky walls to reveal a centipede-like monster with hundreds of long spindly legs. All hell broke loose when Riaku shouted out an order for the birds to flee. The golem was a forgotten enemy as the avians wasted no time in disengaging. Every one of them flew away from the rampaging creature as fast as their wings could carry them.
Syryn who was running for dear life almost wept in relief when he felt Riaku's arms go around his waist. The prince was a fast flier. No sooner had he swooped down to grab Syryn, than he started gaining height, widening the gap between them and the monster.
