Jin was in a sticky situation. A creature, looming in the darkness of the room, and brimming with malice wanted him dead. He shoved his curiosities aside and started ambling toward the creature, his dagger at his side.
As he ambled toward it, as if fearless, it hollered at him. Jin, eyes kept to slits, continued to amble toward it. As if intimated, the creature hesitated.
But eventually, it lunged toward him again, opening its mouth. Jin quickly dashed left. The creature missed him, gnashing its draws at nothing but air. Jin used this as an opportunity to slash his blade at the beast.
The dagger quickly hurtled toward it but missed. The creature had once again gotten away using teleportation. Similarly, Jin had slashed at nothing but air. Irritated, he knotted his brows as the creature reappeared in front of him. "Teleportation sucks when you're not the one," he dashed toward the creature, "using it!" he snapped, thrusting his blade at the beast.
