The drifting basilisk

The basilisk has entered a state of rage, forgetting its laziness as he smelled the scent of his mate's blood.

His eight legs threw off the dust as its claws plowed the ground, the monster's eyes were firing petrification in all directions, turning any living thing it sees into stone!

Running sideways as if it was drifting to keep an eye on his mate's location, the basilisk tried to get in range. The monster was out for blood, even if it was the last thing he will do!

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Magic:

[Petrifying gaze]

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"Run! If you got within 60 feet from it you will get petrified!" Cain screamed as he slithered his hand to Sofia and Alice necks. [Swiftness], [Swiftness].