The jaws of death

Chapter eleven (sorry if I’m posting these to quickly, I’m a quick writer)

Aidan couldn’t beleive what he was seeing, the Mountain King was a creature of legend, thought to be a giant mammoth. However, Aidan knew this was no mammoth. It was quadrupedal and had thick fur like a mammoth, but had no ears and no trunk, as well as long tusks that could easily skewer a Rex. It opened its mouth to roar and revealed rows upon rows of dagger like teeth.

“We are so dead!” Sam exclaimed.

“No we are not!” Aidan yelled, “ we can still survive this.”

The mountain king stared at the puny survivors and their sabertooth, they were inferior, and it would kill them. It roared once again and charged at them.

They jumped out of they way and brought out shining silver blades, pointing them at it.

“Let’s kill this oversized hair ball!” Aidan yelled.

“Alright then!” Sam shouted back. They charged at it, and leapt into the air, blood blades held above their heads.