Kaelen Dragonyx, a boy who lost both his parents and his mentor in the most ruthless way possible, decided in his heart to become the strongest swordsman in the world to protect the last remaining family he had, which is the only child of his mentor and his childhood friend. But along the line, he discovered that he is the most talentless boy of the generation which made his road towards being the strongest swordsman to be much further away and daunting than he could imagine. Be he didn't give up until he stumbled upon a sword that drastically changed his fate.
Sofia stifled a gasp, her eyes wide in disbelief. "It's... it's supposed to be extinct," she whispered, barely able to contain her awe and fear.
Ethan, his face pale, nodded slowly. "That's the Dark Griffin. Legends say it once ruled the skies before disappearing centuries ago."
Kaelen gestured for them to continue moving, his heart racing. Every step felt heavier, the weight of their silence more precarious with each inch they covered. For a moment, it seemed like they would make it past the creature unnoticed, the soft sound of their footfalls blending into the Griffin's steady breathing.
But then, disaster struck.
Morris, in his cautious attempt to step over a loose rock, accidentally kicked it, sending the stone skittering across the cave floor. The sound echoed ominously, bouncing off the walls like a thousand bells ringing at once.
The Dark Griffin stirred.
'Oh sh*t, this is bad'