The Red Dragon

The red dragon’s scales reflected the scorching sun.
His two friends lied burnt on the ground, his enemy was alive but weak, just one more strike and he’d have saved Lanceville from that creature’s greed.He readied his wrist and gave his best shot.
The dragon parried his sword with its right claw and burned him alive with its flame breath.
The city’s gold was added to the already humongous treasury of the dragon.

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