The steady stream of blazing blue fire continued from the wolf's mouth, engulfing the hero entirely in flames for a full five minutes, before the wolf closed its mouth. The hero fell down to his knees, propping himself up with his sword, breathing hard but smiling.

A giant wolf, fire all on its back, leaped from the bushes and immediately attacked our hero, powerful blue flames emanating from its maw.

The hero paused in his tracks, the eerie sight of this black forest all around him. He had heard heavy breathing, pouring out of some shrubbery nearby. Heart beginning to pound, the hero scanned the area, looking for the source of the wretched noise.

The hero, sword ready, packed up his camp and continued through the nightmarish entanglement of trees and plants. An occasional animal would scurry out across his path. He walked for hours, determined to find a way out and make it to the dragon's evil dwelling.

'Where my hammer shall taste the foul demon's skull,' he thought to himself, 'And the final victory shall be dealt out. I--'

The hero stretched luxuriously as the sun peeked over the treetops. Today would be the day!

The day dawned and the Hero woke from his slumber. He went outside to stretch his legs.