The fangs of a wolf bit hard into Lances neck tearing into his neck and ripping out the jugular with ease. He felt his breath leave him as blood poured from his wounds and the world around him became fuzzy. Blood trickled from his nose and mouth. The world spun around him. His eyes closed and his vision blurred until everything faded to black.
He quickly summoned his dragons to fight back against what was trying to kill him. A dragon with green scales and brown accents swooped down towards one of the attackers but it easily avoided its attack by using the trees for cover. It came at another attacker with its razor sharp claws ready and slashed their face in half. The attacker screamed and flew back clutching at its face.
