I try to rouse him, yelling his name and shaking him. Blood pools around his injured arm, darkening the dirt. My voice grows hoarse from screaming, and nothing I do is waking him. I touch his skin, and it begins to feel cold.
“I need to find help," I say breathlessly, looking around. But as far as I know, there's nowhere close enough for me to reach them today.
Panic sets in, my hands shaking. I press my fingers against Dominik's neck, and can just faintly feel his heart beating. He's still alive, but I can't be sure of how long he has. My mind spins, trying to figure out what I can do, when suddenly I hear a rushing of wind above me.
A long, silver creature flies through the air. It has a long, snake-like body, with two clawed arms towards the front of the body, and two wide legs towar
