Thud!
The Discord wyrm landed in the chaotic streets, looking around in confusion. It sensed Sol's killing intent and expected a head-on clash, so why did the werewolf flee?
The Discord Wyrm scanned the crowded street, eyes narrowing as it searched for a trace of Sol. Frustration twisted the wyrm's face into something bestial for just a moment, a flicker of its true nature leaking through as it sensed Sol's presence nearby.
"You cannot hide from me with that stench, dog!" The wyrm hissed disdainfully.
The wyrm slithered through the crowd with an eerie grace, its eyes flicking left and right. However, by the time he reached the location, Sol was nowhere to be found.
"He had been here, I am certain of it." The wyrm hissed, but then it caught a fleeting glimpse—a flash of dark fabric and tousled hair disappearing behind a vendor's stall.
Swish!
