"My king, we have to go now! This place isn't safe anymore for you!" A blurry person shouted out to another person that features were a little bit more clear, but Elvire couldn't make any sense of what they looked like.
"What is the situation right now? Are the townsfolk evacuated yet? What happened to the army?" The king said and looked towards the blurry person.
"My king, we should have never sheltered those cursed people! Their bloodline is cursed, and now the dragon has come and destroyed the last one of the bloodline! Our army has been almost completely wiped out, and most of our citizens are still trapped inside of these castle walls.
So my king, take this opportunity and leave before your bloodline will be destroyed and avenge for us!" The blurry person said and kneeled in front of his king.
Elvire couldn't see, but the blurry man's face suddenly turned shocked, and he suddenly shouted out.
"My king, what are you doing! Why are you giving that cursed family protection and making them escape by the emergency exit!"
"Silence already! Scramble or go somewhere already! I'm not going to abandon my city! So someone fetches me my armor and my weapons.
Those that want to leave can leave now. The rest of you follow me to comfort that beast and give those citizen time to evacuate.
My trusted aid, you take half of my royal guards and go to the city and evacuate the citizen to the castle and make them leave by the emergency exit." The king said while putting his armor on, and when he was finally done, he lifted his massive halberd, and then he put a smaller ax to his weapons belt that he could use in close combat.
"I do have the royal blood, and I may be the last one of my family, but in the end, it was the citizen of this proud kingdom that made my family the rulers.
And we have ruled this land so many centuries already with the help of the citizens that have sacrificed everything for my family and this kingdom. So it's my duty to protect this kingdom and the people here, and not just ran away when a problem comes." The king said and marched out from the castle with the rest of his royal guards.
"Get the ballistas ready when we get to the walls. Get any kind of rope, net, or anything that has similarities to those two also and let's make them large enough that we could try to bind the dragon's wings for a moment.
I also want everything that could be used as catapult ammunition and let's try to shoot that bastard down, do you understand!" The king shouted out orders while marching towards the wall, and all of those that had joined him shouted yes in unison.
"Good as I won't promise that we would make it out alive, but if we do, we would be honored as dragon slayers and think what kind of an honor that would be.
Imagine all of the songs and poems that they would make of us, then a proud kingdom of dragon slayers think of that honor and the stories you could tell your children and grandchildren.
But our main priority will be stall time to save as many citizens as possible, so I want everyone to focus on their tasks and not trying to become heroes." The king continued, but suddenly the sky turned dark, and there was a sudden heatwave, and suddenly half of the city was in flames.
"Give me the family you sheltered and saved, and I might just save your puny life's that wouldn't mean otherwise anything to me!" A blurry image that should be the dragon said inside Elvire's head, and Elvire grew more and more restless.
"Don't let the dragon affect your minds; it will kill us all regardless. Aim all of the ballistas towards its stomach or its wings. Let's not let it burn our city down anymore at all. The king shouted and started to run towards the nearest ballista and shot towards the dragon that was still enjoying the smell of burning people.
It especially enjoyed hearing the sound of fear from those that it thought was lesser beings to him, the mighty dragon that has already lived so long.
It saw the humans as a mere ant's that it could crash at any point, so he wanted to make the show longer and slowly torture and break their minds before slaughtering every last of them.
But suddenly the dragon sensed something flying towards it but do its arrogance he didn't even try to avoid it properly thinking that it couldn't hurt it at all.
But the ballistas arrows tip was made from the finest dwarven-steel, so it suddenly plunged through the dragon's wing towards its stomach and got stuck between the scales only touching the little flesh bit.
But that was enough; the dragon suddenly roared from the pain as it hasn't gotten injured over hundreds of years and couldn't even imagine it could get injured.
So it fell to the ground in front of the city, and this was enough for the king.
"As you see, it's just a mere beast, and it does bleed blood like us. So men don't lose your hope yet, and let's show to this beast where we are made from as we won't back off without a proper fight and won't give up before last one of us is dead!" The king shouted to keep the motivation and momentum going on, and the last of soldiers that were left shouted and armed the last of ballistas aiming towards the dragon.