To survive an endless curse cast upon the earth by the gods, humans sought freedom and revenge upon those who were closest to them- the Giants. Attacking with powerful sleep spells, the situation left them with only 24 hours of escape.
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Getting downstairs, Ajoke held the burning lantern as they reached the iron door. The last Ninki Nanka asleep was still by the dungeon’s door, terribly injured. The black blood painted its scales, making it shiny black instead of dirty green or brown.
Its eyes were both shut, its neck craned at the entrance direction. It purred lightly as if it was sleeping. Asa stretched her sword to touch the scales on its face to see what its reaction would be. Its knees were bent while it sat on its mane and tail curled around it. With all absurd confidence, she touched it again.
‘Grrrnnn! Grrrrrnnn! Grrrrrnnnnn!’
Its snore echoed from the entrance of the dungeon while they watched intensely.
“We aren’t going to leave it for long, are we?” Prince Awade raised.
Ajoke’s hand slowly crawled onto the Prince’s shoulder. He turned to her in surprise while she handed him the burning lamp at hand. Boldly, Ajoke collected prince Awade’s sword and pointed it towards the lying beast.
As her arm gently passed through the iron door, she held on her breath, to be stronger. Slowly, the edgy tip of the silver sword touched its rocky face. It tenderly clanged against it.
‘Grrrrrnnn...’ The grumpy sound of its snore stretches. Ajoke hits it again, and again, and again, but it didn’t flinch or wake.
“This specie of basilisk killed my brother. Doesn’t it want me? Doesn’t it want us?” Ajoke whispered, striking the sword to it once more, a little more aggressive.
“Don’t just sit there?... Fight me!” She whispered louder, hitting it harder and continuously this time. Yet it didn’t move or frighten.
“Just stop it.” Asa warned, scared that it might wake up when they least expect and attack.
“I don’t want to...” she replied, stubbornly. “I need answers before the rest of its kind comes for another attack. I want to end this already. It’s taking long.”
“Perhaps, shouldn’t it be morning yet? Huh?” One prisoner from upstairs walked to them and let out an evil laughter, as if he’s been possessed or something. Ajoke turned to him with a boiling heart. He wasn’t helping the situation.
‘Gggrrrnnnnn! Ggggggrrrrrnnnn!’ the basilisk’s snore grew harder and louder out of its flaming nose. Smoke poured out if it’s wide nostrils, with its eyes still closed.
“It’s still asleep.” Asa muttered.
One word from her and the Ninki Nanka lifted its amethyst eyes. Ajoke quickly took out her hand as the four of them watched it in amazement. It let out an aggressive grumble pushing its head towards the door. They took a step backwards except for Asa, who somehow felt a strange connection towards the perilous beast.
“Step away from it, Asa. You might get burnt. One must be careful, even with a dying fire.” Ajoke’s frightened voice warned.
“They slain our leader, Prince Ayotifa. Now, we have less than fifty soldiers behind. Clearly, the gods are angry with us, and they still are. Perhaps if we make it pass today, we would indeed be successful. No matter how little hope is, it’s still good fortune.” She said, with revenge in her eyes.
