A Sacrifice To Save You

Training with a dragon

After the meeting where Myra had announced she would help the dwarves learn how to fight against an enemy ten times bigger meaner than orcs or goblins, Dwalin ordered his King's Guard to prepare for the training that would last as long as it needed. Fili and Kili were excited while Dain was a little skeptical but still, she was a dragon so maybe she knew a trick or two about fighting.

Thorin was taking part too and he insisted no one was to address him as a king when he was in the ring, he was a warrior like anyone else. But he also demanded everyone had to listen to Myra, otherwise, there was no point doing the training in the first place. They didn't know the foe as she did.

Outside, right in front of the gates warriors, old and young were waiting for fully armed weapons in hands yawning. The sun was just started to rise in the horizon and the field was filled with half asleep, dozing dwarves trying to stay awake. Thorin, Dwalin, Balin, Fili, and Kili stood in a front-row rolling their eyes.

"And you call this the King's Guard..." Fili huffed while Kili sniggered at his brother's announce.

"They won't last even two minutes I tell ya," Dwalinmuttered leaning in his ax while Balin shook his head.

"These lads haven't seen the battlefields, only a handful of them was in the battle when Ereborwas reclaimed," Balin hummed

"And it shows," Fili grunted keeping his double swords ready for the action.

"Obviously their lives have been too comfortable," Dain smirked glancing over his shoulder at the dwarves who leaned in either their spears, swords or each other.

"How Myra is going to teach us how to fight?" Kili asked frowning.

Thorin was about to answer his nephew's question when a deep, challenging roar traveled across the plains scaring everyone as they straightened themselves suddenly fully awake, frantically looking around to see the enemy.

An ominous shadow was cast on the ground and out of nowhere a colossal cobalt blue dragon dove down from the sky landing right in the middle of the dwarves causing a large dust cloud rise and sending almost half of them flying as she swooped their feet under them with her muscular long tail.

Total chaos settled amongst the dwarves as they panicked trying to make sense of what happened. A few were crawling on the ground whining something about losing their weapons, others were shaking trying to see under their helmets what struck them down.

A deep vicious growl emerged from the dragon's throat causing some of the warriors to freeze completely in their spots praying Mahal to save them.

As the dust cloud settled Thorin and his company looked around the scattered army of so-called King's Guard and a heavy sigh escaped from Thorin. Dwalin wiped his face before looking up like he was ready to give up.

Kili and Fili gazed at the dragon who was looking down at the dwarves, very unimpressed expression on her face. Myra sat down in the middle turning her scaly head to look around her raising one of her brows while blowing air from her nostrils strongly.

"And you call yourself warriors...tsk, more than half of you would be dead now if one of Sauron's flying minions was attacking you," Myra snarled her voice deep, nearly inhumane as she let her shining, electric blue eyes roam over the dwarves who regrouped in front of her.

"You gave us quite the scare," Dain huffed standing up as Myra had knocked him down when she had landed.

Bending her head Myra glared at Dain narrowing her eyes.