Hearing this thunderous roar that shook the ground they have been standing on, Sangfroid immediately drew his arrows. He had also made a new sword, though hastily crafted for Prince Leron. Vladstin prepared his army of corpses....
But then, all these corpses fell in one clean swipe, and so did Vladstin, holding on to his chest.
"Grahh..."
Leron quickly went by his side. "What's wrong?"
"My heart..... Ahaa....." Vladstin still managed to chuckle even through the pain. "It feels like it's burning....from the inside itself....."
As he said so, smoke billowed out of his lips, and soon did embers.
"Your Highness, get back and take Vladstin and Ofelia with you!" Sangfroid warned.
The trees and the vines cleared, showing the creature in its full glory. It was terrible.
This creature is made of fire and stone.
