It was raining. Nolan hated rain, he was all wet and now Atlas was getting wet too. He ran, his feet getting covered in mud as he did, the rain showering over the woods up in mountain. He couldn't even see properly, but all he cared was to keep Atlas safe.

"Bloody hell."

He muttered to himself. Damn that woman, damn the rain, damn his rumbling stomach. He kept running, untill he saw a cave. He ran inside, his legs hurt, but it was better than staying out and getting sick. Getting Atlas sick. He walked deeper into the cave, a strange warmth radiating from inside. Than he froze, there was gold and jewels everywhere in the cave. Than he flinched and held Atlas tighter as he heard a thud behind him, something now covering the exit of the cave. Something big and scaly, long with spikes.