"I was wrong! Let me make it up to you."
He was met with a resounding silence. Was he wrong? Wasn't Medea here? Wasn't she the one that made the teleportation fail? A frown appeared on his face as he lifted his right hand and began to shoot the dragon.
His eyes were blurry with pain and each recoil of the bullet made his arm shiver. The bullet hit the scales of the dragon and bounced back, causing Zane to grit his teeth. He took out the poison potions in his inventory as he waited for the dragon to come closer and closer. He would make sure that this beast would not recover anytime soon. He had exhausted all his means and he was severely injured. He could not even get up to fight and he could feel his breathing come in shorter gasps, each second. Zane's eyes reddened.
Will He die here? Will he be left in the dark forever? Or perhaps he would be turned into one of the NPC in this groove, facing countless people and being killed over and over again.
