My scythe materialized in my hand without hesitation—I had no time to waste.
KRRRRKSSSHHH!
A guttural roar erupted from the beast's molten jaws, reverberating through the confined space. The sound was deafening in this tiny room, amplified by the narrow walls.
I couldn't help but wonder how it had gotten here. The space was barely large enough to house its massive form. Surely, there must have been some exit beneath the lava pool, a hidden passage through which it had entered. There was no way this towering creature had squeezed through the narrow entrance that only a human could pass through.
"I mean you no harm," I called out, trying to sound as convincing as possible while gripping my scythe tightly. "As long as you follow me, I'll treat you well."
The thought sparked an image in my mind—a vision of me riding this magnificent beast into battle. If I could make this thing my mount... how cool would I look?
