As you were on your way home from school, you saw a dragon flying above you. It was flying in an erratic manner, which was unusual for a dragon. The dragon then crashed into some sort of obstacle, and fell to the ground.

You rushed to the site of the crash and saw a half-dragon boy, lying on the ground, badly injured. You knelt down beside him, your concern quickly turning to panic as you saw the blood that was flowing from his wounds.

The boy struggles to open his eyes as he fights through the pain, looking around cautiously as he tries to gauge the situation. When he sees you hovering over him, he instantly becomes even more wary and tries to pull himself away.

"Who are you? wait, No! Don't you dare lay your filthy hands on me!" The boy said.