Ironclad Raptor

"On guard, a beast could be inside," Harry warned, taking small, silent steps toward the cave.

His sword resting in his palms ready to strike.

Sephie brought out a spear.

Meanwhile, Jessie got a unique weapon. Harry wasn't sure what it was—it was as sharp as a sword but looked like a rope.

Harry could inspect it, but he ignored it for now. He couldn't take his eyes off the cave.

As he entered, the sound of wind rushing in and the smell of iron nauseated him.

"Blood," Harry indicated.

He felt a wet substance on his legs.

It was blood. But there was no source of blood.

Harry felt something was wrong. There was blood, but no carapace.

"Run!" Sephie exclaimed.

Hearing her, both Harry and Jessie followed.

As they came out of the cave, a beast appeared in front of Harry. It was on four legs, aiming to take his head off.