inveteratum answered your ask: Despite the sound of his heart beating wildly in...
“There’s nothing to be afraid of. I won’t even hurt you. Just because my… needs are unusual doesn’t mean I wish any harm upon you.”
He bares his teeth, though just enough to let the particularly sharp ones catch the light.
“I promise. Just a bite. You’ll hardly even notice the loss.”
“A l... likely s-story!” Walter cried, backing against a large tree, and holding his staff in front of him as if he were attempting to shield himself from the approaching man. “Wh... Why should I b-b-believe a -- believe a MONSTER?!”
His heart was beating so hard now he almost feared it would stop entirely. It seemed to stall in his chest, sucking the air out of his lungs. No, no... Not now! Not while he was still so close!
Trembling hands reached into his robe and brandished an unmarked fire spell tome threateningly. “S... Stop! Don’t come any closer! I kn-know magic, and I -- a-and I’m... not a-afraid to use it!”
The beast in front of him didn’t need to know that he was a novice at best who couldn’t even reliably cast a basic fire spell. For all it knew, it was a devastating Bolganone tome. He direly wished he’d decided to take up Light magic like some of his monk friends, but how was he to know that such a manner of beast roamed the forests of this world, thirsting for blood?
He gritted his teeth, hoping the monster bought his bluff. “I-I’m warning you--!”