Kósmima
It was such a small lamp but it was enough to light up one small room such as the basement.
I could see the dragon-like snakehead of it, its eyes close, resting and waiting for its wound to heal. As the medium-sized serpent breathed, the blood on its wound kept dripping out of its side slowly. It was gross to look at – whoever did that deep damage, it definitely made it easier for us to defeat it. I look back at Tyson and Leah, “So, what’s the plan?”
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