Crackle, crack!
The black lightning danced around Montgomery's elderly body like chains around a prisoner.
"I summon the power of the Mythidom!"
Montgomery shouted towards the dark, foggy skies.
At first, nothing happened except the eerie crackling sound of the lightning.
Then, a portion of the fog cleared as if the wind had pushed them aside, and the moon shone brightly down on the docks.
In that moment, in Montgomery's and Beowulf's eyes, they saw a massive serpent circling around the moon like a celestial beast.
After it had wrapped its enormous body around the moon, it opened its enormous mouth to show its two fangs with long tongue dangling down in venom.
"Mythidom is the Realm of the Magic!" Montgomery said with fervent power. "It has been said that the first-ever magicians came from Mythidom and populated the entire world with their mystical powers.
"They're the reason that magic exists in the first place!