"Orooo!" I yell.

I'm on a giant four-legged monsters. My eyes widen. I did not know what I was expecting when I arrived down here, but it wasn't bone monsters. I've seen western art before, is this their version of a dragon? I feel its tail slam into me. I wince. It feels like jagged teeth. It feels like swords ripped like glass. 

"Come down Battosai." Tshuyu says.

"Orooo!" I yell. 

It throws its head up. I hear the skeleton farmers start walking over. I assume they are souls. They all start walking over. Well... walking like they're dead. They look like zombie actors but there is no acting in Hell. I lunge off of it. I slam into the ground. It roars at me. Its roar freezes me. I feel it almost melt my own skin off.

"Aw. It likes you." Tshuyu walks over. 

"... It does?" I raise an eyebrow. 

"Yes. Quite so." Tshuyu says.

A skeleton farmer helps me up.

"Thank you." I say.

 I see their hollow eyes. It sends a shiver down my skin. Will I be like them? Another one pours some kind of water over me. I cough up. It tastes worse than blood. It has a sour decayed quality as it wanders into my mouth. Another sprinkles the soil of Hell over me.

"What are they doing?" I ask.

I push past them. 

"Pay no attention to them. They're just playing with you. You are Battosai after all." He says.