The beast stood, but even before he was fully erect he opened his mouth and, with a glottal roar that sounded like a hundred men vomiting at once, sprayed forth a gusher of liquid fire.

 Shade backed away quickly as the napalm fell and a pillar of flame and smoke swirled like a tornado around the great monster.

 The creature was fast, not fast enough to catch Shade, but too fast for her to manage as easily as she’d have liked. The fire that blew from that gaping jaw was faster still, forming an obstacle course of melting tarmac and tornadoes of smoke. If she wasn’t careful, she could too easily run into the flame, and she was not at all sure it wouldn’t burn her, however fast she was.

 Worse than his quickness was the simple fact of his size.

Monster, Chapter 22