I light torches. I hand one to Proteus. He takes one. I look around. It's still so dark. I can barely see anything even with the torch. It smells awful in here. Marina grips her nose. The ground feels wet and stick. I look down. I see blood mixed with mud and skin. I turn away fast.
"Where is she?" Marina whispers.
"Welcome to my home." A loud voice says.
"Right there apparently." I look at Marina.
"Sorry." She mutters.
"It's not very often I get such handsome guests." Her voice echoes.
"We thank you." I call.
"Ah, so you're the one here to kill me?" She asks.
"Well... wait. How did you know?" I ask.
I hear a rumbling. An earthquake? No. I turn. A giant scaley hand erupts from the ground. I push Proteus and Marina out of the way. It slams down on me. Trapping me like a cage. The torch falls out of my hands and the fire fades. Eyes light up behind me. Beautiful yellow glowing eyes.
"Sinbad... quite a fitting name." She says.
"Thank you... Echidna." I say.
She inches closer to me. Her breath smells awful. Her claws dig into the earth. I take out my sword. I try to stab her hand, but she shoves me with a finger, knocking my sword out of my hand. Protes grabs the sword.
"Leave him alone!" He charges.
Echidna wraps her fingers around me. She lifts me up to her face. I wince as her grip tightens.
"Sinbad!" Proteus yells.
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𝔖𝔦𝔫𝔟𝔞𝔡'𝔰 𝔇𝔢𝔟𝔱
FantasyI'm taking inspiration from the song Ruthlessness from Epic the Musical. It starts out with Poseidon's son, Polyphemus. Sinbad returns to Syracuse because word reached out a monster dwells in. A man-eating cyclops. Sinbad blinds him and lets him li...
