Everything was Silent

The huge… thing stood before him. Spikes rippling out of his huge exoskeleton, the bright red terror left a three toed footprint on the sand. The three spikes fold out from the perfect circle, creeping up the body with no segment uncovered with a hardened shell. Its six beady black eyes, each dotted with a spot of white, stared down at Mahon, his face sweating in the presence of something indescribable.

Its crown-like helmet fell over the humanoid figure like a Corinthian soldier's. The horns poked from its head like huge spikes, arcing up to the bright sun. The small mouth-like jaws lined with serrated teeth chatted as it gazed upon the army behind him like a child liking its lips in preparation for a meal. Each moving part is like a puppet from the huge pincers, their fangs like swords extending long enough to cut through Mahon. The eight-foot tall monster that stood before him, the giant that had pushed through the rift like it was a curtain, the sand curling under its toes.

"What is it with this era? So many fucking monsters." Mahon spoke to himself, the mocking voice calming his nerves in the face of the petrifying stature of the wraith, his body shifting and fidgeting desperately trying to remember everything that he learnt.

"You were the one who killed the lizard?" the crab spoke… its scraping deep voice drifted through the beach, sending shivers down the spine of every man. The ice-cold and calm voice echoing through their heads.

"You can speak?"

"Of course, you can, I am just slightly stronger than you."

"What do you want?"

"Well, aside from conquering the world and murdering god for trapping us in that hellhole? I want to kill whoever the bastard that keeps killing my kin is."

The shellfish started to move, its huge form thudding into their feet even through the sand. Mahon closed his eyes, sweat pouring down his spine and flooding his face… the words echoing through his body.

"Just stay calm, focus on your ability and everything connected and then pull that to your body, push all the surrounding thoughts into your muscles and use it to control your sword."

Leonidas beamed down at him in the aftermath of the battle, his smile spreading across his face.

"So I need to think about silence? Perfect."

"Hahaha, well my magic is called berserk, so I just let everything go… I just let the rage fill my body my arms my legs and then let my mind go, like dropping the reins."

"So I just need to shut up?"

"If it's you? Definitely!"

Mahon's hands grew stiff as everything grew silent, the soft thudding footsteps of the crab before him, the waves lapping at the shore, the soldiers nervously creeping away, his heart the pounding drum sounding through his chest, the sifting of blood through his vassals, the clicking and rubbing sounds as his body moves. Every tiny sound surrounding him like an orchestra that built up and up the symphony overlapping and crashing down the waves spinning his head out of control, his body moving, shifting his heart beating faster the blood rushing, the people whimpering, the monster approaching and then… everything was silent.