We hear the roar of Thypon in the distance.
‘We must all go, now! ‘Towards the ships!’ Damon shouts.
We shift into our wolves, and the little orcs and sprites are placed onto our backs. We race along the shoreline until we reach the docks where the ships are anchored.
I look at Magnus as we see they have been destroyed. We shift back and cautiously approach. I notice a lot of movement in the water beyond the destroyed ships.
‘There’s something in the water,’ I say, pointing at the ripples.
Everyone steps closer, and suddenly three-headed snakes emerge and slither toward us. They are between seven and eight feet tall.
‘Oh my!’ Vivian says in her posh accent, stepping back.
‘Tumultuous Volley!’ I shout, causing lightning to strike them.
‘Troika Snakes!’ Alec shouts.
I manage to st
