There was fog behind her.

"Lara…" something hissed in a guttural voice. She stumbled back a little, scared. Mist around her thickened so heavily that she was unable to see Marcus.

"Lara…"

The voice grew closer and though she could not tell whether her heart was beating fast or not, Lara knew that there was something behind her, behind the fog.

Her lips parted. "Wh— who is there?" her voice came out muffled.

There was nothing until—

The mist dissipated around something and then swirled until it created a form in front of her. It was a dragon spirit. Huge. With no perceptible body. There were illusions of his spikes,...