The path twisted and turned before him, as he cautiously made his way to the lair of the dreaded beast. This was his fourth trip up the path each time only to remove the young from the nest. Luring them away made the task much more accomplishable. Heat radiated from the walls, filled with soot and lined at the bottom with various chuncks of bone, flesh and armour. A quick glance around the corner noticed the great beast still lie sleeping, a last flip through his spellbook to ensure the words of power were correct. One mistake here and he surely would never return to the great halls of Olympus.
Foolishness or bravery, mostly foolishness placed him in the peril he was in today. A last deep breath he took then he moved around the corner.
He shouted words only few comprehend, the air around him grew black. His spells flew into the nest hitting thier target, more and more spells hurled into the rocky casm. It was then the beast raised from its resting place to destroy its attacker. Its eyes as red as hot coals on the forge, it snarled and hissed as a great flame rocketed from its jaws. Leaping behind the rocky mountain face he was just missed as the ball of fire smacked the wall.
He rose to his feet, he stepped out once again for an assault, this time it was not to be. A mighty wing caught him solid landing him against the far wall. Face to face they were as the monsterous being moved in its head for a closer look. Raring back its mouth illuminated as the fire moved up to the front of its mouth. ARRRRRGGHH!
Logan leaped from his bed, his body drenched in sweat. Steel crashed through the wooden door.
Mi'lord I heard screams, are you well? Steel asked, as he stood there blade drawn dressed in his robe.
It was the same again Steel...exactly the same...Logan began to tell Steel this reoccuring dream of his.
Steel's eyes widen as Logan told him the tale, his face became blank.
Mi'lord, this cannot be for i have had the same dream but...it..it..was....