Lara Croft- Island Of The Sacred Beasts - 3dcg-... Here

He pointed. Not at the cliffs. At the ground .

The final line of the litany came back to her: "To slay the beast is to become the island. To ride it is to become the storm."

She was listening.

The rain hit the jungle canopy like shrapnel. Each drop was rendered in hyper-realistic 3DCG, catching bioluminescent spores kicked up by the storm. Lara Croft knelt in the mud, her tank top plastered to her skin, the dual holsters at her thighs heavy with the weight of her HK USP matches.

Lara nocked another arrow. "Stay here," she told the mercenary. "You won't survive what's inside." Lara Croft- Island Of The Sacred Beasts - 3DCG-...

She was no longer in the cavern. She was standing on the back of a creature the size of an aircraft carrier—the Great Stag, its single eye a swirling galaxy of blue fire. The island raced below her, a blur of jungle and ruin. The mercenaries on the beach looked like ants.

The world shattered.

Lara reached for the mirror. Her fingers touched the glass.

The gate groaned open.