A Spark of Golden Will

My three necks stirred in sequence, shedding stiffness as breath rushed into my core. My left head hissed low, the right demanded survey, and my center locked gaze upon the grey ruined tower before us. I shifted forward, heavy talons pressing down until the tiny black toy car between my feet skidded an inch across the smooth tabletop. A faint rattle resonated through my scales. My wings flared taut against the cool air, casting a sharp shadow toward the dark beast confronting me across the miniature street.