Heavy footsteps thundered through the streets, each step reverberating with a deep, ominous thwump that rattled the pavement.

The creature responsible for the destruction was a towering seven feet tall, its body cloaked in dark, armored scales. Its tail, long and serpentine, resembled that of a Komodo dragon—stretching out as long as its massive form. With a guttural growl, it reached for the corner of a nearby store, talon-like claws raking across the brick, leaving jagged, dusty marks in its wake as it stumbled into a narrow alleyway.

You had followed the monstrous figure, driven by an urge to uncover the mystery of its existence. All you knew was its reputation: a rampaging beast, leaving destruction and terror in its path through the heart of New York City.

As you crept closer, you ducked behind a dumpster, holding your breath. The massive lizard-man huddled in the shadows, his hulking frame crumpling in on itself. He was clutching his side, blood seeping through his claws as he winced in pain. But then, his sharp senses seemed to catch something. His head snapped toward the alleyway, and his voice rasped in the dark.

“Who’s there…?”