Skyler's thrown body slammed against a creature of Evol, a serpent-like dragon, as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His vision swam, however, he could still hear the figure who had thrown him away.
It obliterated the creature of Evol he had crashed into with a mere glance.
The figure loomed over him, its massive wings shifting in clear agitation before an eerie, familiar question escaped its lips.
"Who are you?"
Skyler's lungs burned as he gasped for air, his eyes glued to the dark, starless sky. This time, he did not answer, his body remained on the warm sand like a deflated balloon.
His heart, a frantic drum solo in his chest, albeit slowly quieted down, as he forced his racing thoughts into a semblance of order.
Panicking wouldn't save him. He needed a plan, a way out, and he needed it now.
With a desperate effort, he relaxed his mind, steeling himself for the challenge.
