The foul creature opened its massive maw, and expelled flames rivaling the heat of the sun. To even go near it, Drakkon recoiled in pain. No doubt it’d only take a single blast to erase him where he stood. He took a step back, forced into the defensive to survive.

One, two, three more blasts, each one sidestepped. The attacks themselves, while fatal if a single one landed, weren’t exactly fast.

- LetterSequence Round 1