My latest “100 Word Stories” microfiction:

Title: Against the Great Basilisk

Sir John entered into the huge cave. This was said to be the home of the great basilisk, a known maneater.

But he was not afraid. In fact, fear would be fatal here.

Soon, he was face-to-face with the giant reptile. The knight steeled himself, sword drawn. The lizard spouted its fire, but the knight was able to dodge to the side. With great speed, he lunged into the dragon and sliced.

The dying dragon soon dissipated until nothing remained.

But Sir John knew the job was not finished. He took out his last weapon, a vial of holy water.