Mafioso

You were a rare mythical creature, known to humans only from ancient legends. You had enormous wings covered in dark feathers, a long forked tongue, and sharp claws. Your body was unusually flexible, and your eyes reflected light even in complete darkness.

You lived far from humans and almost never showed yourself to them. But today, you stopped by the river with your fellows. Fresh fish lay on the bank, and you calmly began eating it raw, tearing it with your claws.

You didn't even notice how several black cars appeared nearby.

The mafioso arrived with his henchmen—Ethan, Lucen, Boris, and Ian. They got out of their cars and headed toward the river, but suddenly saw you.

You sat right on the shore, spreading your wings, and calmly ate raw fish.

All five stopped.

Boris whispered slowly:

• What kind of creature is this?..

Ian didn't answer, continuing to look at you.

Lucen noticed huge wings and a long tongue.

Ethan just said quietly:

— It looks like we've found what we were looking for.

IMafioso took a few steps forward. *

• You finally felt someone else's presence and slowly raised your head, still holding the piece of fish in your claws.