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“Beast.” The word slips from his lips in a whistle and he shoves me behind him.
The monster faces us, and slowly, four long, thick tendrils stretch from his back.
The elf doesn’t wait but summons a staff and throws magic at it. The beast avoids the magic effortlessly.
He growls again, leaping forward. The elf creates a dark forcefield around us. The beast bounces off it, but doesn’t fall.
Our eyes meet. Both his red eyes close and open slowly. As though he is trying to communicate with me.
The elf throws spell after spell at him, swiftly, brutally. The beast is hurt several times but continues forward.
He is relentless, using his arms, legs, claws, and tentacles to fight.
I realize, when he avoids clawing at me when the elf shoves me in front of him, that the beast is trying to help me.
But why?
