Aliens?

It was an odd sight, a gigantic lizard munched on the leaves off a demonic plant, they withered to dust. Rushed feet surrounded him, he smirked; reflecting the puppets off his razor-sharp teeth. "Finally, some company"

He flashed past them, swiping his claws, they dropped into puddles of slime.

"Almost there… just a little more" he mumbled and made a quick killing of the defenseless puddles. Draining of their essence.

Suddenly the ground quaked, he laughed at the sign of danger, as ten more mushrooms sprouted before him.

 "It seems I am a threat now, eh?"

"Good" black tentacles crawled the black soil. Draven ignored the tentacles and dashed straight for the mushroom. Unlike before the acid slid down his coarse skin, without a scratch or a blister.

The tentacles transformed into a wall. Draven smirked, fired a jet of scaling water, piercing through. He jumped in and breathed fire and burnt the tentacles.

Out of the blue, a

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