Random Slave Girl's POV
Five massive black thorns converged into a single towering pillar that reached toward the heavens.
Each thorn was covered in shimmering dark scales and their surfaces glowed faintly with an eerie light.
Wait a moment!! It's not a pillar but a claw??
My breath hitched as this realization dawned on me. The five thorns were not thorns at all but they were fingers. They were part of a massive draconic hand that gripped the castle in a vice-like hold.
ROAR!
The roar that followed was deafening and a sound so primal it seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth. I craned my neck upward and saw the scene I would never forget for the rest of my life.
Two glowing yellow lanterns stared back at me. The golden eyes with slit pupils shone like the sun and were filled with ancient and otherworldly fury.
