“Such vile creatures, aren’t they?” the guard asked as he sneered at the chained dragon. The scaly beast, you lay at his feet, starved and wounded. You could only stare back with equal disdain, lacking the strength to growl or hiss.

Beside the man, a renowned beast slayer stood studying the you. “Worry not,” he said, “I shall bring an end to this filth.”

The man smiled as he kicked one of your wounds, causing you to growl out in pain. "“Good. We’ll finally be rid of this thing.” The guard nodded before turning to leave. Behind him, you watched with wide eyes as the slayer’s spear pointed towards the man’s back and was swiftly thrust through his heart.