THE NYDROGARA 'S WRATH.
Cassius’s POV
Pain was the first thing I felt when I came to. A deep, gnawing ache that wrapped itself around my ribs, making each breath feel like knives pressing into my lungs. I didn’t know if I was dead, or close to it. My body felt like it had been trampled by warhorses.
But then…there it was.
The hiss.
Low and guttural, like the sound of death scraping against stone. The Nydrogara.
I forced my eyes open, vision swimming. Everything was a blur, shapes and shadows melting together. But I could make out one thing clearly: Magnus.
He was pinned beneath the massive coil of the slithering beast, it's shiny black-and-violet scales glinting under the moonlight. His sword lay just out of reach, useless as the creature reared its head, venomous fangs hovering dan
