Don't look back down either; I have a feeling that won't go over too well. And when you need to get off the ground, use this." In his hands was a small wooden stick which his dad handed to him. Lance gripped it tightly, trying to hide his trembling hands.
With that in mind, he took deep breaths and let out the tiniest sound of terror as he raised his leg and prepared to jump off the cliff, his heart hammering hard in his chest.
When he felt himself being lifted up into the air, it seemed as though time slowed down for him.
His dad stood up as he held him steady, letting him know without words that everything was going to be fine. He didn't know what happened next. All he remembered seeing was the huge monster looming over him, its tail coming straight towards them.
Lance braced himself, squeezing his eyes shut as the dragon's massive mouth opened wide. The last thing Lance heard was his father scream his name in desperation before a loud crack echoed in the distance.
