"Hero?"
The whispers echoed through the crowd as I stood there, the golden sword in my hand gleaming in the sunlight.
The weight of the title settled on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but feel the collective gaze of the onlookers fixated on me.
"That golden sword..."
The murmurs continued, accompanied by curious glances and awe-filled expressions. The weapon, a symbol of divine power, radiated an otherworldly glow, as if forged by the gods themselves.
"Hey, did he kill that thing?"
Skepticism lingered in the air, mingling with the astonishment. Doubtful eyes turned to me, seeking confirmation of the creature's demise.
The battle wasn't that fierce, but the aftermath revealed the absence of the once-threatening dragon.
"Look, the flames are all gone!"
Excitement rippled through the crowd, a shared realization that the threat had been extinguished.
