The dragon hunters jumped away from Arad, "What's this thing doing? No dragon can puke so much blood!" The ranger screamed.
"This isn't a normal dragon," The warrior replied, "We hack at his scales until it dies, nothing more, nothing less."
"Don't be hasty. Let's watch first and see what this dragon can do." The swordsman took a stance.
"Are you saying we let it transform or whatever?" The ranger growled.
Ann shouted at them, "The swordsman is right. Don't jump in blindly and get killed. The last thing we are losing one of you to recklessness."
"Fighting a dragon is recklessness in its purest forms!" The ranger shouted back. "Unless we take risks, we won't take it down."
"My magic is weakening him. Give it time, and you'll carve his scales while he's alive." Ann smiled, looking at Arad, who sat in his place, puking a flood of crimson blood.
[Blood Expansion:...]
