As the night went down, the wind got stronger and the cold breeze kept blowing. There was a groan of DranGon from the outside...
-It's so cold...
-How much blanket you need?
-I don't know how many... it hurts so badly...
-Hold your warmth a bit, I'm bringing you more blanket.
As Shawon came back asking Hurk if he had more spare blanket but he didn't have much. But:
-The wind is very cold too, I expect winter coming really soon. And it must be very cold exposed to the outside for him and it's best we give him some fire.
Hurk went out with some woods he chopped. As he went out and put down the wood. He stepped on something like a liquid and lit up the fire. The blood was channeling down the cave and it came from DranGon.
-Mister DranGon, you okay?
-I...m c-c-old...
-I set up a fire here for you, hope it helps you a bit.
-Than..k...
A shuttle noise but it was a cracking of frost. Unsure what happen with the blood and the cracking noise, he rushed back to the cave and...
-Blood and cracking? This isn't normal. Is he hurting himself?
-He said he was so cold and that all I got.
Shawon ran outside and tried to comfort DranGon:
-DranGon I'm sure you are fine, don't hurt yourself in there...
-I...freez...hur...hel...p...
Shawon tried lifting up the blanket but DranGon pulled down and held the blanket tight as he shivered violently and the blood kept coming out. He was a little panic and ran inside, took the big cloth from the table and rushed outside. He tried to cover the entrance of the cave but it still left a bit of a hole left. He went back tried to tap on him but it was very cold like a chunk of ice under the blanket.
-We covered up the wind a bit, I might need your blanket to cover everything up. Can you let go a bit?
-Y...es...
Shawon gently lifted the blanket but he didn't see what happened to him but quickly put the blanket to cover the cave entirely. He turned back and saw on Dran's body with a lot of crack on body that left the flesh exposed. It slowly bled out of his body as DranGon kept on shivering and groaning in pain. Shawon came closer and tried hugging him to warm up but he was too cold that hugging would not be possible.
-Oh my hell, he is entirely frozen. We need more help!
Everyone ran out and saw the happening of him struggling.
-Is he too cold? Could you warm him up?
-He is like colder than hugging a chunk of ice bare body. Let's just warm him up-
DranGon was slowly turning his head over as more crack came out and grabbed a molten piece of burning wood with his bare hand and put it over his arms. He groaned louder and louder as he warmed himself up. The flesh got soften and as of then, he felt the pain even worse before warmed but the cold was a pain of him.
-Should we give him more fire? It seems like the crack of his will be worse once he's warmed up.
No one could resist but to put down more wood and let them burn while DranGon pulled all the wood onto his body and hugged it. It was a sight of being manifested in the fire, pain and suffer of too many sacirfire of prisoners. The awful inhumane sight was done for the wealth and the peace of the land, the DragonLand. Shawon awfully broke down and started to feel painful. Dirotor couldn't resist but his heart felt soften, the awful sight went on as he groaned in pain holding a molten burnt wood to keep him warm. All the wood were put and there was nothing left to do but to look at him and hope he survived. Normally he would get fainted if he was too awfully injured but he could not get himself to do it. His breath got lighter and lighter, the air barely came out of him as his heart was getting worse and worse, it got louder and louder that everyone was in silence to hear it clearly. Never anyone knew nor the book knew he was hugely allergic to cold, to freeze, to low tempeture. No one expected the snow came in that moment. It was still his size to unable to fit in the cave and kept himself warmed...
But the pain would not end, it went on for hours throughout the night. Hurk took her grandma in to help comfort her he would be fine. Corvik and the rest tried to calm Shawon down. As the wood slowly burnt up, all the cracks over his body were already largely exposed. But it seemed like he was warmed up than previously.
-Th...is hurts... but w...a...rm...
His voice got slower and it was barely audible. His tone went lower than the ground and his shakiness made it even worse. As the last piece of wood burnt up, he fell fainted as he got utterly exhausted. It took that much pain and that long to finally let him fainted. But only just then to relieze it had shrunk down a size enough to put him inside. But it was not done until they had to patch up all his wounds and to carefully carry him in. His body was temporary warm but slightly cool. Corvik already got himself bandages ready to do it as soon as he was done. Having patched up, they carefully brought him inside in front of the fireplace to keep him warm. There wasn't much wood left but the fire still went on... the cracking noise from the wood and the warmth of the air inside than the freezing atmosphere even after having patched up the cave. DranGon was in big pain fainting in front of the fireplace under a blanket, inside a warm room. He was finally at peace to relax...
