Yet again, weeks came and passed.
During this time, Chiron had been living like the abandoned son of a pauper.
The dragon chased him as much as it could. Several times, he had to trick it in order to have some peace and rest.
And the only other time he got to rest was when the dragon itself wanted to rest.
Other than that, things were a bit hellish for him.
The dragon did not hunt other animals. Not even once during the past few days.
All it did was circle the area for Chiron. Its Only interest was in getting a bite out of his head.
Getting meat for food also became very difficult.
After all, the presence of the dragon sent all the animals in the area into hiding.
Of course, during these past days, there were times he had gone on the offensive, but he had never made so much as a scratch on the dragon's body.
Times when the dragon came low enough, he sent fireballs at it, but that had done nothing.
Chiron had no choice but to lay low and plan properly.
