The wyvern's roar ripped through the cavern like a thunderclap.
"Graaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!"
The sound was so loud that it felt like the air itself was shaking apart. Dust fell from the ceiling in streams, scattering through the faint orange glow of the torches. My ears rang, and for a moment, I couldn't even hear my own heartbeat, though I could feel it pounding in my chest, fast, hard, and panicked.
Then came the gust... its massive wings flaring wide, stirring up a violent rush of wind that nearly blew the torch flame out of my hand. The air stank of sulfur and burnt stone.
"Kh…!" I gritted my teeth, lowering my stance. My boots slid backward from the force of the gust as the wyvern took a step forward, its claws scraping against the floor, sparks flying with each heavy movement.
The beast let out another guttural growl, deep and rumbling, grrrraaaaahhhrrrhhhhh, the kind that vibrated straight through my ribs.
