From the darkness beyond, a low, guttural hum began. It wasn't an animal. It was a frequency. A heartbeat. Three beats. Pause. Three beats. The sacred heartbeat of the island.
She exhaled. Released.
Lara nocked another arrow. "Stay here," she told the mercenary. "You won't survive what's inside." Lara Croft- Island Of The Sacred Beasts - 3DCG-...
Carved into the weathered lintel was a creature she didn't recognize. Not a dragon. Not a tiger. It had the body of a deer, the antlers of a stag, and the single, unblinking eye of a storm god.
She had no intention of slaying anything. From the darkness beyond, a low, guttural hum began
And she was riding the beast.
Not men. Shadows that moved between the rain. From the darkness beyond
She stepped into the abyss. The gate closed behind her, swallowing the storm.