Chris opened his eyes at the sound of horrific growling. He was lying on the ground looking as helpless as he could look. He wanted to ask himself the question where am I? But that had to wait because the growling kept on increasing each minute. he was dreading, yet he was a god.
"Why am I scared?" he thought doing his best to not look behind. "What is that? I should keep the playing dead act. That idiot Chronos just had to put me here. I bet his happy right now."
He wanted to scream from the rage, but the beast had moved its head closer to him. It was sniffing him like some snack, he knew that because he could feel the warm air coming from the creature's nostrils.
He shuddered thinking it was going to eat him, "Come on Chris. You're a freaking god," he told himself, "You're the fire god." he remembered and clenched his fists.
