Haunted Wood the devils of truth steal the souls of the free

Orochi wasted no breath on the fallen boy. All of his attention was strictly on the girl that had crippled him. As she crept near the edge of the pit, he stood up and limped his way over. Get down here and fight me! He shoved his chest on the wall and slithered up in an awkward fashion, only to fall flat on his back. When he looked up she was gone.

Coward, the dragon spat. With a groan, he got back to his feet. As he did so something bumped him from behind. It was the boy, he had realized as he spun around. Arg! Get away from me. Orochi attempted to shove him forward with his shoulder.