Shifting Scales

While it lost track of him, he circled around, pushing past the blazing trees. He sought its feet, finding that to be the best start in bringing down a beast of its scale. 

The only problem was, even finding its giant feet was a task amidst the smoke-filled forest. 

'Where is it?' He wondered. 

Taking a quick stop, he slid to a pause, observing the fluctuations in the dense smoke. Racing through the woods, he turned between two trees before–

"Ah!--"

"--?"

He came to a stop, nearly crashing into another person, who reacted as though he were some kind of monster. A man likely around his age with shaggy, ginger hair, carrying a crossbow in his right hand. 

["Ascended Sleuth"] 

[Name: Gilbert Hamson] [Level: 76] [Class: Ranger] [System: Default] 

'Another survivor? His level is good—why's he look like he's seen a ghost? Ah…probably the dragon,' Finn discerned.