I ran to Bodul, around whom a pool of blood had already formed.
I knelt down in front of him and looked at him with teary eyes.
"I am so very sorry. It's my-"
"No...it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this. It came as it had to come...no one leaves the mountain alive."
The child was still crying.
Bodul glanced at her.
"You must take her to the top of the mountain. That's the only way to end this."
"It's impossible. I can never do it."
"Nonsense...you've already come this far and you can go even further."
"How am I supposed to do this without you?"
"You're capable enough."
"No, I can never get to the top without you."
"Why not? I've taught you everything you need to know. You can hunt, you can slay Guardians, you know how to protect the child, and now you even have my coat and your amulet...Ah yes, and while we're at it."
He took off his top hat and put it on my head.
"Looks good on you."
He said with a grin.
"Thank you...thank you for everything. I'll-"
I noticed that he had already closed his eyes and was no longer breathing.
I stood up and wiped the tears from my face.
"Goodbye Bodul. I will never forget you...thank you...for everything."
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The Stone Dragon
FantasyHenry was only nine when his parents got brutally murdered in front of him. The last thing he got from his mother was a little child. She called her "The Chosen One". He must bring her on top of the Black Mountain, where the Stone Dragon dwells. Onl...