Chapter 370: Day weakness
Chapter 370: Day weakness
Lyerin leaned forward again, his gaze flickering with renewed interest. “Tell me again,” he said, his voice softer this time, almost coaxing. “I need you to describe it once more. Every detail. Don’t leave anything out.”
The soldiers, though puzzled by his persistence, complied hesitantly, their voices overlapping at first until Caron spoke up to take the lead.
“It’s enormous,” Caron began, his voice steadier than before. “Taller than any beast I’ve ever seen, with those glistening black scales. They catch the sunlight, almost like they’re drinking it in.
“And when it moves, it doesn’t lumber like you’d expect something its size to. It’s… graceful, calculated, but not in a natural way. It’s like every step is deliberate, like it’s… sizing us up.”
“Those eyes,” Tessa interjected, shuddering visibly. “Amber, glowing, like molten gold. When it stares at you, it feels like it’s peering into your soul, reading every thought you have. It doesn’t just look at you—it studies you. It’s unnerving.”
“And its claws,” another soldier added, gesturing with trembling hands. “They’re massive, curved, like the sickles we use for harvesting, but sharper. They glint like they’re coated in some kind of poison or magic. It slashes through trees like they’re paper, and when it strikes, you barely have time to react. It’s… devastating.”
“It’s not just the claws,” Caron continued, shaking his head. “Its tail is like a whip—long, powerful, and deadly. It can knock a man clean off his feet, or worse, break every bone in his body with a single swing.”
Tessa nodded, her voice gaining a sharper edge. “And it’s silent. When it moves, there’s no sound, no rustle of leaves, no snapping of twigs. It’s like a shadow, always there but never seen until it’s too late.”
“Not entirely silent,” the soldier from earlier added hesitantly. “It growls sometimes, low and deep, like a rumble of thunder. It’s a warning, I think. A way to let us know that it’s close, that it’s watching, but it doesn’t care if we know because it’s so confident it can take us.”
“It doesn’t just fight,” Caron said bitterly, his voice filled with frustration. “It plays with us. It could end us, I know it could, but instead, it toys with us. It lets us think we’re making progress, only to snatch it away at the last moment.”
“It’s fast too,” another soldier chimed in, shaking his head as though still disbelieving what he’d seen. “Unnaturally fast for something its size. One moment, it’s yards away, and the next, it’s right in front of you, striking before you can even blink.”