Chapter 51: Dragon!

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The dragon showed up mere moments later. It was a crimson-colored wyvern.

It slashed its tail at us and hit a rock instead.

It clearly was annoyed by this as it hissed and spat poison.

"If only we had acid-proof armor!" I shouted

"What we need is to think wisely about our attacks," Zaxl calmly said.

'Watch out!" I said as it spat poison at him hitting him in the neck.

His flesh bubbled and hissed from the acid.

"Mother, that hurt!" he shouted.

"Yuna is busy right now but please leave a message!" Maelfor mocked.

"I hate you so much right now!" I growled.

"Many have over the ages but none have been able to stop me."

"You don't play fair," I challenged.

"What is fair but a construct?" he dodged my response.

"You know full well what I mean."

"Focus on the battle, moron!" Zaxl shouted.

The wyvern sashed at me with its razor-sharp talons and hit me in the chest.

I bled profusely and screamed for what felt like an eternity.

"How does it feel to die, Arthur?"

"It sucks!"

"Jethro is having the time of his life right now."

"I do not care about that traitor."

"That's not very nice of you!"

The wyvern tried to stab me again when Zaxl smote its head off.

"Thank heavens you made it past your pain!" I shouted in awe.

"This isn't the first wyvern I fought but it's certainly the toughest by far!" he replied in a pained tone.

"Hold on, let me heal you!"

I cast the healing spell I used on the shopkeeper and his face returned to normal.

"NO, NO, NO, NO," Maelfor shouted.

"Who's the runt now, Maelfor?!" I teased angrily.

"You may have won one battle but I have plenty more tricks up my sleeve."

"You don't have sleeves, moron!" I reminded him.

"You know what I mean..."

"I guess we do," Zaxl chuckled.

Brother, please stop this evil. We are part of a prophecy. Do not let hatred destroy you.

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