It’s standing there, blocking
The path in front of you
It stands, towering over seven feet high
A long, thick scaled tail curls around to its side
Standing on two back legs like humans
Foul breath…
Long muscular arms
With long thick claws
Unable to see eyes
A thick short green stump on shoulders
Its mouth open
The stump splitting in two
Thin, Long, Razor sharp
Teeth gleam
Eyes open…
Little red glowing slits
Watching your every move
Legs move forward
Taking a step at you
With two powerful hoofed feet
They kill any living soul with one deadly kick
Its body
Covered in shining green scales
Around its neck
A steal collar
Broken chain dangling
Pulling your sword from the sheath
Thinking to yourself
“I did not come all this way just to die”
It glares at you
You look back at it
Maybe…
Just maybe this time
Its life will end
This Vraal will have its downfall