I had no answer for him and he sure didn't like it.
His hand left my neck as his strange red eyes, like those of a predator, sneaked back into the fog.
Reptilian eyes that filled me with an unexplainable rage.
My moment of relief was short-lived as the fog cleared out and I could finally see how unlucky I was.
The giant frame of the man in front of me, towered over me, the hood over his head making him seem like a shadow before me, the glint of the sword he held in one hand catching my attention, each end of the sword was curved and he held it at the middle.
I wondered what that weapon was called.
Unease settled into my skin and anger tumbled through my veins, as I observed that the fog seemed to raise from him like vapour.
Was he boiling or something?
Who was this man?
What was he?
I have never seen a being like this in my entire life.
What was this he?!
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