"Alright, let's go into the next room," Gray grinned before stepping forward.
Lyra, pouting, followed him while relentlessly cursing at him in small whispers.
[...Be careful, Gray.]
Jasmine suddenly warned, causing Gray to stop and look ahead.
And then…
Both of them froze.
Right before them stood a colossal white figure, motionless yet overwhelming.
Two massive wings, torn at the edges, hung limply at its sides, and a long, scaled tail coiled around the cracked floor like a serpent.
Its entire body glowed faintly under the pale glow of countless golden chains that bound it tightly, around its neck, chest, and claws, each one engraved with runes that pulsed weakly, as if struggling to hold the creature down.
The sight alone was enough to make Lyra stumble backward, her heel catching on the uneven rock before she landed hard on her butt.
"W-What… the hell…" she breathed, eyes wide in disbelief.
