Bloodfall:

A group of survivors were flying the rough a dense cave, the darkness making it black except for the crystals illuminated by moonshine. The flaps of their wings echoed through the caverns until they hear a breath. The ones being carried by argentavis’ were looking all around for the source. It sounded heavy, as if coming from a giant. A blood red light glowed at the end of the cave as two burning red eyes opened. Crystals began to shimmer and glow with red as they watched in horror. It was revealed to be a Blood Crystal Wyvern Heir, they last one their after they had killed the rest in the trench. It’s crystal skull glowed brighter and it’s eyes were red as their crystal spines shined brighter and brighter. They closed their eyes as the light continued and illuminated the whole cave until a moment that shook fear. The flapping of wings and a roar blasted their ears as blood burning like acid spread and scorched their faces. The blood flowed into its mouth as it flew to them. They got out of the cave but it was too late… only one argentavis go out with two survivors but the hunt continued. The Wyverns hatred brightened up the night sky and became more powerful than the moon’s own light. A shriek shriveled the feathers of the argentavis as the survivor pulled out their shotgun and aimed at the trench. It rushed out and grabbed the one with the shotgun and all the last survivor could hear was the screams of bloodshed and horror that left a mental imprint on him. He couldn’t help it and rushed to try to save his friend but the Wyvern shot it’s acidic blood at the argentavis as it stole it’s very lifesource. The argentavis slowed down until the whole body got suddenly obliterated. The survivor pulled out their parachute as they shot at the beast with their gun, each shot like lightning revealing the darkness and it’s secrets. The Wyvern flew up and looked like it was running until it retracted its wings and started falling to him. It dive-bombed him and used it’s talons to pierce his skin as it grabbed him, the sudden jerk ripped the parachute and the survivor’s flesh until the Wyvern spread it’s wings, enough to make the fall survivable for it, but not the survivor. The second jerk ripped more off and the Wyvern fell faster and faster. He couldn’t save his friend and now he couldn’t save himself. The impact broke their spine as the Wyvern feasted. It got its vengeance as the blood dripped down the cliff. It took the reds of the corpse to even more unfinished corpses as they dropped down the cliff. A sight to behold, a bloodfall.