I Want to Reach the End of This Place
The Spiked Lizard danced in a merry, without a single care about the world. Its screeches resounded a fair distance away, faintly rattling the sand granules on the dunes, creating tiny avalanches of sand.
Jyorta stood on the steps, alert, keeping watch through his eyes and his domain. The Spiked Lizard spun its head along with its spinning tongue, making an echoing sound similar to an ambulance. It was a comical sight to see, almost breaking Jyorta's seriousness numerous times.
Even though he was the one directing it to behave in such a manner, the result still made him laugh. The Spiked Lizard shook its hips, tapping its tail on the sand dune, raising a dust cloud. Suddenly, spikes flew out from under it, lodging themselves into its body.