Zafron rushed towards the source of Lucien's screams, his heart pounding in his chest.
As he rounded a corner, he saw Lucien sprawled on the ground, his face contorted in terror as he pointed frantically in one direction.
Following Lucien's gesture, Zafron's eyes widened in shock. "What is that supposed to be?" He wondered.
It resembled a dragonfly, but was very large and pitch black with ominous reddish spots dotting its thorax. Its tail were unnaturally long, coated with spikes and faint saliva drooled from its mouth.
The creature's reddish compound eyes were fixed on Lucien, filled with a predatory intensity.
Without hesitation, Zafron sprinted closer to Lucien, aware that Cassandra was some distance behind him, also rushing towards the commotion.
In that split second, the creature leaped towards its prey, its large wings sending it airborne. Zafron's instincts took over.