Mia stood beside Hannah, and the two women stared on and down, the only thing they could do. Jumping down meant breaking bones, or doing exactly what Scilra said, getting trampled and eaten by a bunch of big horses with ram horns and -- probably -- sharp teeth.

The basilisk's rolling came to a stop, and the creature turned its gaze back to Adron. Animals from the surface, from Earth, didn't usually suicide for a meal unless they were starving to death. But the basilisk didn't look emaciated. It looked like a well-fed, short-limbed, wingless snake-faced dragon, stomach almost hitting the ground as it threw its weight at Adron.

Adron...