Background Music: I will find you by Harry Lightfoot/Audiomachine
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Laiza could no longer see the dragon. Her hand was pressing down hard on the circular wound that was on her bleeding abdomen. After she had slashed through the last tentacle, it had regrown and launched a sneak attack on her. That hit had struck her hard, throwing her back like a rag doll being flung off carelessly.
The impact was so strong that she had been sent flying many meters away and landed in a rolling heap, resulting in more cuts and bumps that would definitely bruise – if she managed to stay alive, that is. She had thought for a moment she was quite lucky as that hit had actually sent her further away from it. That way, she might still have, even the slimmest chance to escape. Well, that was what she had hoped would happen. But she was wrong. Luck was apparently not on her side at all as always.
