"You Idiot! You didn't steer Lynn the wrong way did you?!" shouted Yss, the spirit of the white dragon, making me grasp my head as the voice jarred me, leaving me with a headache as Kols, the spirit of the Black Dragon, laughed in an equally jarring voice, which to neither I've developed a resistance, giving me a throbbing headache, in a forest that looked like it was ripped straight from a horror film. "Will the both of you silence yourselves? There's a town up ahead, and I don't want to look like a fool, OK?" I hurried to the town, only to find an empty village within the decrepit forest. "Hahahahahaha! You told us to be quiet when there's no one here!" Kols laughed loudly, making me grasp my head, in pain, groaning in pain and stumbling, taking me out of town, and underneath a tree. Beside me, a locked crypt, made of a nigh on polished stone. I sighed and said unto Yss: "Please don't try to take my body, alright? I don't need that head ache as well." I then breathed in as Yss grudgingly accepted what I said, and white flame bursts over the left half of my body, and I set my hand over the lock, and melted it with ease, making the metal burst like a small thermo-technic grenade. I then forced the door in, and jumped down into the sepulchre. Everything looked too clean, almost as though someone lived here, but was trying to hide. I shook my head, and shouted: "Anyone here? This place seems like someone was here. Show yourself."
then waited for something or someone to respond in kind.
then waited for something or someone to respond in kind.