An enormous serpentine form arches high over the blasted earth, its rosy-gold scales gleaming. Both ends of it disappear over the horizon; its head and the ends of its tail are nowhere to be seen.

As for what's more nearby, on closer examination, the large stone has a sword plunged into it. That's what the ginger-haired young man, a boy in his late teens, is fussing over. He's trying to pull it out.

His eyes flicker a little in your direction, but he refuses to be distracted from his task. "Huh?"