The sun draws closer to the horizon, the shade of red, orange, and purple taking over the sky. The darkness caving in as time passes by. The creatures of the dark spread out as those who live under the light hide.
"RUN!" Darius shouted as the serpent chased Brennan.
'What's wrong with that boy? He just always gets in trouble,' Ravana sighed.
'Such bad luck.' She added, but Darius do not have the time to respond nor to think about her question. Because he immediately sprinted, chasing the serpent and Brennan as they run through the forest.
Darius draws his sword, in a desperate attempt to save Brennan. He slashes the side of the serpent as the rest of its body passed him by, only to realize how strong the scales of the Linton Wyrm are. The tip of the sword grazed against the scales as the serpent keep on moving, sparks emitted from the contact. As if the sword hit a solid rock or even a steel wall.
