"It's here. The beast." Talcen pointed to a dark shape that moved up and down steadily, as if asleep. He grinned and carefully initiated one of the formulas. "Fire." He whispered. Suddenly Flames erupted around the snoozing beast trapping it. "Yes!" he shouted happily, and in his excitement hugged Baroness. He quickly relized what he did and backed off. "So baroness, do you know a containment spell? I don't know the formula for traps yet." He snickered at himself for his own stupidity. You had laugh at yourself every once and a while, right?
Likaor stared at the beast in fright. With black fur and gleaming eyes the beast looked as if it could swallow him whole. And probably will too if given the chance. "Talcen, I think we're going to die right about now." Suddenly the beast awoke and roared in anger it dashed through and over the flames and charged straight towards them with blinding speed. Reacting upon instinct Likaro shoved Talcen out of the way and prepared to take the brunt of the attack.
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