A nasty Ancient

"Mystical Art, Metal element: Iron Statue!" he put both hands in front of his body as if aiming to stop the viper's advance with just that. 

The two-headed viper looked at Sean's small figure as if mocking him for his foolishness. For such a stubborn human, it wouldn't even lose its time eating him. Just trampling him was more than enough. 

The monster continued advancing towards him, and this time with even more speed. It had an ominous gleam in its eyes. A malicious gleam that Sean had only seen before in human eyes. Those eyes denounced evilness. It was not the usual expression of bloodthirst you would see in beasts, derived from a survival instinct that compelled them to eat more and more. That evilness belonged to self-aware beings. 

'That thing... it knows exactly what it is doing. It can feel and understand our despair and pain. Differently from the standard beasts, it knows very well.'