I looked behind me just in time to see the walls of water enclose the city, trapping the others inside.There were bad situations, very bad situations, then there was something like this. I looked down again as the Dragon mentioned "fresh meal". I couldn't take this. I had failed trying to protect the others and had ended up becoming food for some ancient guardian.<br/>I had to buy some time somehow. I tried to wriggle out of the creatures grasp, pounding on his hand with alll the strength that I could muster, but to no avail. His grip was like a vice, and my struggles only seemed to amuse him further.<br/>I ceaced my struggles, and looked down into those eyes.<br/>"Well, If im about to become food for you, you couldn't tell me possibly who you are, and where the fuck we are" I asked. No harm if I was about to die, right?