The battle against the dragon was still ongoing.
The situation in front of him was quite fierce, but because the Mage Cyril by his side would always chime in with irrelevant words from time to time, Bartlett could not feel the tension and excitement he had once imagined during a dragon-slaying battle.
The Zombie Dragon lay on its side, its three half-dragon claws constantly kicking, and its bone-spiked tail lashing violently, leaving deep gouges in the ground.
Henderson the Zombie Giant, who was suppressing it, had his entire body climbing on the dragon's neck and held the dragon's head firmly with one and a half thick arms, rendering all its struggles futile.
Why one and a half arms? Because during Henderson's beatdown of the Zombie Dragon earlier, he had accidentally been bitten by its sharp dragon teeth, which tore off his half arm from the elbow.
Fortunately, such an injury was not a big deal for the Undead. With a little reattachment, it could be used as usual.
