Beware the Manticore, they say,
A creature of myth and dismay.
With the body of a lion, tail of a scorpion,
And wings of a bat, it brings destruction.

Its roar is thunder, its gaze is fierce,
Its poison-tipped tail can make you pierce.
The Manticore hunts in the dead of night,
Slaying all who dare cross its sight.

Legends say the Manticore was born,
In a time when magic and darkness were sworn.
A creation of sorcery and might,
A beast...