He didn’t expect much of a fight. From what he heard, there was a weak, pathetic dragon in the forest. But maybe he didn’t hear that. Maybe he made the fact you were weak and helpless up. But anyways… He didn’t know much ‘Bout you from the reports. All he knew was the area where you were near. He walked through the undergrowth, hacking any branches in his way. Then he saw you. The dragon he’s hunting. “Maybe I’ll sell this dragon as a pet instead of making it into a rug. It looks pretty cute…”