A hundred miles from the Reaper's mountain, a huge flying monster sped through the skies heading towards Brimstone City.
'KUEEEENGG!'
A loud, sharp cry echoed from the mountain. When the flying monster heard it, it stops mid-flight as it shuddered in fear and emitted a cry itself.
"Calm down, Riffe." A man of about 60 years old aboard at the back of the flying monster tried to calm the scared mount.
"What is happening over there?" He muttered as he looks towards where the sharp cry was coming from. "It's alright, Riffe. Let us go, hurry."
As he commanded, the flying monster flapped its giant wings and resumed its flight.
Meanwhile, in the mountain...
"Master..." the silver creature worriedly muttered as he carried the woman.
"Wait for it." She said.
I was looking at them, observin
