“What are we going to do about it?”
He could only shrug as Rayner dodged the dragon’s strikes. Instead, he continued to smash it on the head until it stopped moving. Many people who were not suited to fighting had skills that could be used in interesting ways, if only they had guidance. Swamp slimes. This time without the pressure of battle they methodically hacked at the creature, using their combination skill to beat it to death. Instead of being glad that they were no longer under threat of the dragons, he complained at being disobeyed. He used everything he had to please them. Another dragon slithered toward him. Heading back to the clearing that the dragons once called home he searched for an undisturbed swamp puddle. Resting. We have a bunch of dead dragons to loot!”
He forgot about that. It trashed and flailed as if that would heal its wounds.
