Shaun did his best to pull up his heavy wings only to decide on morphing back into his human form. Sure he was still stocky but at least he could move more than he could as his ruined dragon form. The moment he did, Shaun immediately regretted it. Moving was slightly better but his injuries attacked his soft flesh. It was entirely overlooked and stupid on his part.
Each of his steps up the gravelly hill ahead of him seemed to raise a new support, a pillar of sorts shot up from the ground, excusing the small stones from around the space as it raised up. At first, he wasn’t sure what to make of the strange object but each step forward was accompanied by a new one.
“I know it’s you,” Shaun smiled as he hobbled onward.
“Do you now?” Peter grinned with his broadsword still in hand.
Unper
