As the creature's roar echoed through the maze, Grace and Carter turned and ran, their feet pounding against the stone floor as they fled in the opposite direction. The sound of the monster's heavy footsteps followed close behind, each one sending a jolt of fear through Grace's body.
"Carter!" she shouted, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing. "Please tell me you have some kind of invention or gun that can stop this thing!"
Carter reached into his pocket, his hand closing around the familiar shape of his gun. He pulled it out, aiming it at the creature and firing off a beam of energy that seemed to bounce harmlessly off its scaly hide.