Damien hung in the talons of the eagle, his arms pinned, legs dangling like a rag doll. The wind slapped his face as they closed in on the mountain range. He could already imagine the scenario. The bird had clearly decided to feed him to its young.
"Why me?" he muttered under his breath, eyes squinting against the rush of cold wind. "Why have i had such continuous streams of bad luck ever since entering this realm.?"
He was trying to think of some way to wiggle out of this, but when you're trapped in the claws of a creature dozens of times your size and flying thousands of feet in the air, options are limited.
His mind wandered to the absurdity of the situation. He had fought zombies and vampires, survived such hardships, and yet here he was, being kidnapped by an oversized bird. Selene's going to laugh her ass off when she hears about this.
Damien groaned. "Selene is never going to let this one go."
