[Tyrant of Talons]
[Cockatrice King 'Murvok' Rank C]
The Cockatrice King, Murvok, loomed above Alex, casting a dark, suffocating shadow.
Its scales glistened with a metallic sheen, segmented like a giant, armored centipede.
Unlike the other cockatrices Alex had fought, this one looked more like a dragon—its wings spread wide, spiked with jagged edges that caught the light of the smoldering forest.
The beast's eyes, gleaming with predatory focus, locked onto Alex.
Alex's breath caught in his throat.
He could feel the heat radiating from Murvok's nostrils, each breath sounding like the rumble of a powerful engine revving up.
The Cockatrice King craned its neck, scales clinking like shifting metal plates, and let out a deep, guttural growl that vibrated in Alex's chest.
His heartbeat raced so fast it felt like it might burst out of his ribcage.
