The humongous dark Zytholin monster was now already dead. It was, however, still flying fast downwards though the air, it's body spinning slightly around itself, as the monster fell further towards the ground far below.
Chris was attached to the dark vast body of the creature. He held tightly onto the handles of his burning swords, which he had sank into the creature's skin.
He was now hanging on the side of the massive monster, as it descended downwards faster, and gained speed.
Chris knew very well that if he were to let go and fall down onto the ground by himself, the fall would definitely be catastrophic and hurt him badly.
His only option was to keep sticking onto the creature's dead body, and fall down on top of it. That way he could minimse any catastrophic damage.
The Dwarf,
