"What's that!" a guard screamed, seeing a red dragon falling in front of the main gate. Looking closer, he saw a man dragging the creature by its horn, digging a trench as he approached.
"No! That's Arad!" The guard cried, sweating as the fine hair on his body stood. "He's dragging a whole dragon to the city!"
"Is that thing," Another guard gasped, his knees shaking, "Alive?" He could see it breathe.
As Arad reached the gate, he could see that there was no chance this dragon was fitting through. He pulled a table and a chair and laid them in front of the dragon's head.
He then pulled a large plaque of wood. And with a knife and carved [For sale]. He then hung it from one of the dragon's nostrils.
Arad sat on his chair, one leg over the other, and waited.
"Is he really, selling that thing?" One of the guards gasped, seeing the weirdest stall in his life.
Merlin flew above the wall. Nina and Alcott rushed out of the gate and stared at him.
