The faint light allowed her a clear view of the beast, and of the corpses surrounding it, staring silently at them. The Sphinx was as wide as a man was tall. Its form towering high above them. She was startled to see the large humanoid face staring upon her, her eyes drinking in the wild sight of the creature that bore the head of a human. From her position she could see clearly that it possessed the body of a wild cat with a pair of feathered wings upon its back. Truly it was a thing of wonder to behold. It was silent and unmoving, staring upon their group. “What is it?” she hissed in desperation, a soldier giving a small grunt. “Why isn’t it doing anything?” Her hand never left the hilt of her blade as she readied herself to face her certain end. The creature continued to peer curiously at them. It showed no sign of aggression, but Alexandra knew not how much she could trust such a beast. “It ... can’t be,” Titus, finally whispered back.
