Thread: The Dragon and the Princess (Wraith and LovinglyAmira)

Soldiers kept swarming both from the front and the back, and the dragon kept pushing them, thrashing them and tossing them away, using his tail to swipe repeatedly, to stop them from gathering at his back, while his muzzle expertly caught those that tried to avoid its reach. The more humans he killed and maimed, the better it felt and the dragon was in something of a frenzy as he continued to fight. He wondered if the strange being that saved him had gotten his message, and he cast his slit pupil gaze back, noticing how the she-elf tried to climb, hanging onto his scales and having to put in quite the effort. Another roar was set free from the dragon's throat as he heard the words coming from his now passenger, words that were rather confusing. Mountains, north? First off, where was the north supposed to be? He hadn't seen the landscape beside that cursed square around himself and he most definitely had no clue what was north and what was not. On the other hand, they couldn't stay there much longer, the soldiers were already preparing the ballistas and those, those would actually hurt to deal with. The dragon had to make another quick decision, and at last, with a wide flap of his massive wings which caused a strong air blast that knocked back the soldiers closest to him, he lifted off the ground, feeling as if the world had suddenly gained new meaning. Oh, how good it felt to be airborne, to rise above that cursed ground that he'd been stuck to his entire life, to see the city becoming smaller and smaller below. The city. How he swore to himself that he would burn it all to the ground, turn every one of those who came to mock him to ashes. His heart was dark and filled with hatred for all those primitive creatures and now he had a chance to take his revenge. They had to burn. Hang on tight. He told the elf as he soared high above, spreading his wings widely before making a turn, circling around and diving back down towards the city, approaching it rather quickly before opening his massive jaws and releasing the flames that burned as hot as his despise for his captors, spitting them in a straight like right through the center of the large city, charring anything and anyone that was in the fire's path. How liberating it felt to hear voices, desperate screams from those who tried and failed to move out of the flame's way. He could hear something wheeze past him, a large projectile most likely coming from a ballista as he circled around, releasing another wave of fire upon a different part of the city. He didn't care and he didn't want to care, his vengeance was too satisfying to be spoiled. It was only after that he finally soared to the sky again and sought out the mountains, which decorated the night's horizon and beckoned him. And behind him, the city burned, though the dragon had spit his fires upon the commons rather than the royal keep. Flying felt so natural and his question had been answered, it seemed as though he did know how to do it, it was something that didn't need to be learned. Gliding above the forest that stretched all the way to the mountain felt so refreshing and the dragon didn't hold back from releasing a roar though this time, it was filled with glee, with joy at being free at last. And it was all thanks to the passenger on his back, whom he just now remembered. Nonetheless, there would be time for the two of them to get acquainted once they were safe. After flying about the mountains for a short while, studying them, the dragon finally found a suited place to land on. A small plateau, small enough to be hard to detect and large enough for him to actually land on. He yet couldn't believe that he was free, but as he felt the ground under his massive being, and felt how different it was from what he had been standing on back in that cursed cage, the reality slowly but surely struck him. He was free. He could feel the small being on his back fumble around most likely trying to get off and he lowered himself all the way to allow her to safely dismount. I think we're safe now. He said, turning around so he could properly gaze upon his savior. I owe you a great deal, little one. You... you came with that caravan, didn't you?