The thing was massive.
Black leathery skin that shone like scales against the moonlight, hung on its massive thick flesh. Sharp and deadly spines protruded on the length of its back with an even deadlier set of fangs fixed on its upper jaw on the front of its mouth.
There were seriously no words to explain how grave and overpowering the creature was. Truth to be told, just the size was enough to let Leila know the thing was a mythical creature.
And a hungry one, that is.
Now, envision a black-skinned cobra. Quite nice, right? Beautiful, deadly, and absolutely not suitable for humans to deal with, unless they're wearing long-sleeved protective clothes that cannot be pierced through and a protective face shield, like the ones you see in apocalypse movies.
Now imagine it as tall as an el
