About a month has passed since that day. Drack has taught me more things about combat than what I could ever imagine. I went from a normal person to a warrior in almost a month, I still can hardly believe it myself. He taught me a few main principles.
First off is to always be patient. A perfectly timed slash or stab will end a fight rather quickly. Along with that a patient warrior can wear out more aggressive opponents allowing for you to gain an upper hand. Another big thing he taught me was to always address a situation without your blade drawn. To prevent a fight is the best way of winning. So don't be the first to strike unless you need to. This also applies because it's easier to counter an incoming attack and being quick allows you to wear down your opponent when used with patience. There are many others I learned but I would be here a while trying to explain considering that it took me a month to learn.
One of the ones that I myself struggled with was to be mobile. It's hard to hit a moving target,
Either way after my training ended for the month I set up a little personal training spot a little ways from my house to keep me in shape and in the mind set. I mostly just exercise to make myself faster and stronger. So I have a couple of dummies, a little parkour course, and a few other little things to keep me in shape.
Well about another half a month passed until my life changed once more. This... change would tell me a lot about the world that I now lived in. I was training with my knife throwing, I decided it wouldn't be a bad skill, when it happened.
I watched as the knife stuck in a few inches from the bullseye "Damn, getting close though." I mumbled to myself a I pulled out the three knives stuck in the tree. I resheathed them in the body sheaths that I made around my torso. Along with those I made a back sheath for my short sword rather than a hip sheath. It just felt better and didn't keep hitting my leg.
I positioned myself about 10 meters from the target and quickly threw the knife almost straight from the sheath. It hit again a few inches from the middle 'Damn.' I thought before reaching for another knife. But I froze when I heard rustling in the bushes behind me.
I grabbed a knife in both hands and aimed behind me "Who's over there?!" I called over to it. I didn't hear a response "I said who's out th..." I stopped when it rustled again. Then I watched as a something came out. I dropped one of the knifes in shock.
It was a dragon! It was black all over and it almost looked familiar but I couldn't think of it. I backed up quickly and it stopped moving and took a step back as well. My eyes were probably the size of dinner plates. It just stared at me. I didn't know what to do, who the hell would in a situation like this? I had my knife pointed in it's direction but in the back of my mind I knew that it would do nothing.
Then like as if someone hit me over the head with a case of duh I remembered. I have seen this dragon before. In fact I thought it was the coolest dragon ever. This... was a Night Fury. How am I even looking at one I have no idea. Let me tell you something though, you may have seen the cartoon version but when it looks real it has a way more terrifying look to it. The teeth and claws look a tad bit more intimidating.
Again though I have no idea on how to approach this situation so I did the first thing that came to mind "Um... hi?" The night fury turned its head curiously but kept its eyes on my knife "Is this making you uncomfortable?" I asked it. I looked up to me and back to the knife. I swallowed and tossed the knife of to the side hoping I wasn't literally getting myself killed. I know now that if it wanted to kill me it would have.
I watched the slitted eyes turn into circles and blinked a few times. I sighed in relief, at least I wouldn't be chow. I remember the movie and that dragons weren't as vicious as usually portrayed. We just stared at each other awkwardly for a couple of minutes "Umm... are you uh, hungry?" I asked remembering that they liked fish.
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Dragon Warrior
FanfictionI was normal once, just like everyone else. Then everything changed once a certain tricky god came to me for help. In reality, I didn't have a choice, but I embraced it. This is my story of magic, betrayal, and to my surprise... dragons.