Breelia's POV,
"Don't. Turn," he demanded and that made my eyes grow wide. I wasn't sure what he was looking at, but when I heard the unmistakable sound of the one beast that I've only heard about in folktales, I knew why he had told me not to turn around.
My body froze in place, and for a moment I forgot how to breathe.
*kkoorrrrrr*
The same sound of growling that had made me freeze in place jerked me awake and also made me realize something.
He shouldn't be staring straight at him.
"You have to turn around," my voice was quick and sharp, I needed to warn him of the dangers of staring at a Berserker.
"Too late," was all he said. "Don't turn around," he says one more time making me wonder why he was repeating the same thing, but then he pushed me out of the door before I knew what was going on and the next thing I had was the door locking.
