In a fantasy land where the latest technology is a crossbow, healing potions, and a new type of beer at a tavern, there's a task force.

A task force of 4 soldiers, trained and armed with swords and bows, ready to protect the kingdom against evil, like corrupted animals, dragons, raiders, mages, etc.

Each soldier has their own ability. One has the power to rewind time, another has the power of healing, one has the power to cause explosions that only damage dangerous animals and not the environment, and the final one has the ability to summon dragons into his command, force them to submit and do his bidding. Their power is harnessed through their necklaces that they wear at all times.

One day, a little child from your village disturbed a dragon from its lair, causing it to come and wreck havoc on the village, setting the tavern on fire with it's fire breath. You ended up cornered, the dragon towering over you, snorting out smoke.

Suddenly, a woosh of wings send a gust of air over the village. A three headed, blue scaled dragon has arrived, no doubt carrying the dragon tamer on it's back.

A figure slings itself off of one of the dragons necks, landing on the back of the much bigger dragon, which immediately tried to buck him off. He leans forward, pressing the necklace against the scales of the fire dragon, which immediately stops wriggling, bowing to its new master.

A hand reaches down to where you're standing. Gaz, the dragon tamer of TF141, is reaching down for you.

Almost as soon as he feels your hand touch his, he pulls you up onto the back of the dragon, kicking the dragons sides like a horse and sending it flying up into the air, flapping its giant wings as it soars through the clouds.

Gaz is directing the dragon with pats either side of its neck, keeping at least one arm wrapped around you to keep you steady. He laughs loudly.

"Hey, isn't this fun? Hope you're not afraid of heights!"