The wind died.
The waves subsided, the churning vortex vanished, and even the dragon's agonized cries faded into silence.
In the end, the massive octopus, the Kraken, had won a decisive and brutal victory.
The Bronze Dragon went from thrashing in torment to lifeless in a matter of seconds. Before Orion's eyes, its magnificent scales shriveled and flaked away like old parchment. The muscle on its claws and wings atrophied, seemingly sucked back into its core as its entire body began to dissolve. Its huge, crystalline eyes went dull, vacant, their focus lost to the eternal dark of the deep.
The Kraken's tentacles slowly relaxed their death grip as it began to savor its prize. An eerie, malevolent aura pulsed from its black form as it shifted its tentacles, plunging thousands of siphon-like suckers into the dragon's corpse and beginning to feed.
