He burst through the door to his chamber and noticed the drapes in the open window whipping in the evening wind in the far corner of the room. It betrayed the assassin. Ares felt the presence of another. He could hear it breathe. The moon light cast a light glow in the room. The candle on the wall flickered and beat its light against the walls. Ares took a step toward the center of the room.
The assassin made his move and the grinding stone pierced Ares’ ears at just that very moment. He turned and the shadow struck him in the side of his head. He tumbled to the ground and shook his head. His vision blurred he stood slowly and regained his footing. The sweat from his brow beaded on his forehead then dripped into his eye. The sting of the salt didn’t sway him. He jumped forward not able to see his assassin very well. His body crunched against the wall and fell backward. The assassin moved its massive body into the light. The moons light cast a shadow upon the slow moving body of Ares. He turned his head to see who or what it was. Ares could not believe his eyes. The assassin proudly stood there as the light from the moon reflected off its stony form almost invisible blending in to the wall itself. Ares moved his head and peered from a different angle. The beast was tall and almost the height of the ceiling of the room.
He burst through the door to his chamber and noticed the drapes in the open window whipping in the evening wind in the far corner of the room. It betrayed the assassin. Ares felt the presence of another. He could hear it breathe. The moon light cast a light glow in the room. The candle on the wall flickered and beat its light against the walls. Ares took a step toward the center of the room.
The assassin made his move and the grinding stone pierced Ares’ ears at just that very moment. He turned and the shadow struck him in the side of his head. He tumbled to the ground and shook his head. His vision blurred he stood slowly and regained his footing. The sweat from his brow beaded on his forehead then dripped into his eye. The sting of the salt didn’t sway him. He jumped forward not able to see his assassin very well. His body crunched against the wall and fell backward. The assassin moved its massive body into the light. The moons light cast a shadow upon the slow moving body of Ares. He turned his head to see who or what it was. Ares could not believe his eyes. The assassin proudly stood there as the light from the moon reflected off its stony form almost invisible blending in to the wall itself. Ares moved his head and peered from a different angle. The beast was tall and almost the height of the ceiling of the room.
