I am a dragon! Help me! (TOME 4 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

DRAGON VS NECROMANCER

ARMA: MARC, RUN AWAY!

NECROMANCER: SUBMIT YOURSELF SHADOW DRAGON! I AM YOUR MASTER!

And the serpentine dragon of the necromancer came upon me, sticking his sharp claws into my thighs, making deep cuts...

I roared with pain and shouted MOMMYYYY! He was not as strong as the black dragon and Kaa, but he had the experience of war and battles and that made the difference!

I threw a spell on myself and got up but the spikes went through my wing and it was hanging and I had to move forward.

It regained altitude and I dragged myself up to the wall but orcs fired crossbows and the spikes went through my flank and I started to bleed.

I roasted these orcs with my breath but I had to build up a reserve and I was careful not to hurt the knights. Some of them were panic-stricken as they did not often have a dragon as an ally.

I kept my assets to myself as my last playing cards and the surrounding wall prevented him from planting his talons again.

Goblins armed with spears rushed at me and I was cornered.

GRRRRR.

The goblins shouted: he has no more breath, bring the ballists!

Other goblins pushed a wagon with a large crossbow with several quarrels. I was sure that at least one of them would pierce me.

Cast spell : "Stone wall."

SCHLAK! the triggerfish came and lodged themselves in the stone wall and broke it and went on their way by sticking themselves in my chest. but my scales resisted and the tiles had lost their speed. Aye, that one really made me suffer.

I shot the tips of the orc arrows with my mouth but they were too well planted and I couldn't get them out.

The cavalry horn sounded and reinforcements arrived. I rushed towards the knights, squealing and crying! III IIIIII IIIIII IIIIIIIII IIIIIIII. I was full of blood! I had many arrows stuck in me because in saving me the goblins had targeted me but they were the target of the human archers.

The sorcerer made a last descent on me and I turned around and spat out a big blast of lightning that struck the beast that crashed to the ground with the sorcerer:

YOU WILL PAY ME THIS DRAGON. THE MEN WILL TURN AGAINST YOU AND YOU WILL CRAWL AT MY FEET BUT IT IS TOO LATE. YOU HAVE MADE YOUR CHOICE. DIE!

And a black ray fell on me and I collapsed. But I had just enough time to say a prayer for protection against the evil that the Padre had taught me and the ray was very weakened.

I collapsed from exhaustion and a few goblins had time to stab me, but my mass and the scales resisted for the most part and they were slaughtered by the knights. The sorcerer vanished into the shadows and the serpentine dragon lay dead next to me.

Arma was seriously wounded and so was I. I was untransportable and bleeding badly.

I was crying in pain!

But the Men were screaming VICTORY! VICTORY!

HIP HIP HIP HOURRA and they lifted Arma up!

LIVE ARMA AND HIS DRAGON! they all shouted in their hearts.

Some healers saw me and said courage, Dragon, and they started to remove the arrows, breaking both sides so as not to enlarge the wounds, and they took thread and needles and started to close the holes. It was horribly painful.

I was crying and Arma held my paw between her arms while they sewed it back on. They put on Arabic balms and licked the wound with a flame to disinfect it.