Adrian poised upon a flying sword, his blade drawn and eyes narrowed to a near squint. Suspended mid-air, his senses heightened, alert to the whisper of unseen dangers.
Without a hint of warning, a monstrous shadow swept across the soil beneath him. As though the earth had sprung open its monstrous mouth, the gargantuan creature lunged upwards, heading straight for Adrian.
He teetered on his flying sword, like an insignificant skiff buffeted by an ocean tempest, confronted by an elusive sea beast that lurked beneath the violent waves.
But Adrian was prepared.
Guiding his flying sword with masterful precision, he executed an agile 'S' maneuver, evading the attack. His experience piloting helicopters served him well, yet this was his first time navigating a sword in mid-air. This unusual form of locomotion didn't impede his swift and deliberate blade swings.
His mind was occupied with the thought of rescuing Zed.
