Mark looked at the dark lord.
“Nice to know you have a coward for a friend, isn’t it?”
He said nothing.
“Anyone else for the bats?”
No one, of course, had time to answer the dark lord – not that they wanted to anyway. But they were all too busy gasping as a lightning-quick blur flung itself out into the open.
Mark couldn’t stop shivering. Logan must have seen that thing.
The beast had a long body and large jaws that parted to reveal large fangs and a wide mouth big enough to hold a car. The eyes of the serpent were bright red and the forked tongue lashed through the air like a sharp whip. Its scales, a silvery gray, flashed by the fire from the fireplace.