Harry, Octavia, and Persephone were cavalry members. They were tasked with taking out mythical creatures. In their shining armor, they rode up to a clearing in the Hills of Gasta. They saw what looked like roosters. The knights charged, and the birds looked up at them. The creatures looked to the sky, opened their mouths, and shot out fireballs. “I think they’re cockatrices”, said Octavia. The knights shot at the birds with arrows. The birds tried to escape by running, but they were too slow. There were explosions heard above. The knights looked up to see multiple fireballs falling toward the ground. The fireballs that the cockatrices sent up earlier had multiplied via exploding. The knights jerked the reins, and their horses ran. The grass was lit ablaze.
“Great job, White Boy”, Harry told his horse. “Really? That’s what you named it?”, asked Persephone.