Alaric was wandering through the streets, his leathery wings dragging on the ground behind him. His muscles were bulging, and flames were leaking out of his arms and legs as power began to overflow from him.
He continued hearing the sound of the gunshot that struck Elizabeth in his head, and he listened to the voices that were telling him to kill.
A soldier off in the distance yelled out, "I think I found one of them over here!"
Alaric groaned out, "no...please."
A group of soldiers ran up to him and stopped when they saw Alaric's appearance.
"What the hell is that?!?!" One of the younger soldiers questioned. Many of the younger generations had never seen a monster, so Alaric looking like he did shook them.
The commander in charge of the soldiers held up a shaky hand, "get ready to fire!!!"
His soldier readied their rifles, aiming at Alaric.
"FIRE!"
The guns spewed fire as bullets rained down upon Alaric, but not one of them pierced him.
Sorry about the late chapter today guys. I've decided to take a little break from writing chapters for my health. I love writing for you guys and hope to get back to it as soon as possible, hopefully around next week. Until then, enjoy, and I can't wait to be back!