"Alex!" cried Robert, freeing his weapon in one fluid motion. Arm outstretched, he aimed at the mountain worms.
A crimson, vibrant aura enveloped Alex's body then, as if his unique power were a burning flame. He stood there, proud and fearless, like an unchanging rock against those dark creatures. His determination was a celebration of the inner strength of man, an ode to the bravery that lies dormant in all of us.
"That's when the monster swooped down on Alexander, its gaping maw revealing thousands of razor-sharp teeth. 'Shield of the draft,' Alexander commanded in a calm voice, advancing fearlessly towards his opponent.
Benjamin stood there, petrified with fear.
Then, a roar sounded.
A giant shield now loomed in front of Alexander, menacing, bristling with spikes that had already embedded themselves in the flesh of the mountain worm. It was proof of Alexander's power and determination, a reflection of his unwavering will."
"Alexander stood there, peaceful in the face of this scene of chaos that seemed to unfold around him. His serenity was astonishing, as if he were on a junk battlefield.
Robert, he had not remained motionless to contemplate this spectacle. Instead, he chose to leap into action, attacking the other mountain worm who stood in awe of what unfolded before his eyes.
He charged like a cannonball, firing volleys from his weapon embedded in his right arm. He arrived a few meters from his enemy, then in a prodigious leap, he landed on him, making his weapon disappear with a simple gesture.
The gigantic glass of the mountain shuddered under Robert's footsteps, who delicately placed his hands there. The mountain seemed alive, shaking under the effect of the man's presence, as if to encourage him to clear off from his back.
A smile lit up Robert's face, lit up with the excitement of the adventure. A soft whisper could be heard escaping his lips, simply saying the word "stone".
With a flexible bound, he jumped from the back of the mountain to join his son Alexander, who was still busy with the second mountain worm. The poet in him appreciated this symphony of man and nature, united in a frantic dance of life and freedom.
The mountain glass howled under the pressure of unseen forces. Benjamin didn't understand why his father, who had been on that glass a moment earlier, had joined his brother, leaving him alone. The glass twisted and kept screaming.
It was then that he realized that this mountain glass was getting harder and harder and that it was going to become a magnificent stone sculpture.
"It's time to get back on the road," said Robert, who had just landed next to Alexandre.
"Yes, father," replied Alexander, taking a fighting stance.
At the word "Fist of the Titans", a prodigious force gathered around his fist. Alexander stared at the glass that continually slammed against his shield.
"Die," he said, brandishing his fist. The glass shattered under the force of his blow.
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