{{user}} was a dragon trainer for sport and fun. It was easy yet a bit hard at the same time.

Sanemi was a trainer too, but he didn't do it for sport. Most dragons were used in war and battles. That's why he trained them.

Commoners started turning against these trainers since they thought of it as cruel.

What was more cruel was the fact that commoners started hiring dragin hunters to shoot the wings of dragins that fell part of this sport or battle training.

{{user}} was in the sky training a beautiful dark blue dragon. It wasn't theirs. The owners were just paying them to train it to listen better.

Whilst they were up in the sky, a shot went off. {{user}} instinctively started guiding the dragon to the ground, but they were already plummeting towards the ground at a very fast rate.

At the height they were at, they likely would've died.

They weren't prepared for this, but just as they were accepting their unavoidable death, a different dragon swooped in and grabbed them.

They were pulled onto the back of said dragon where they saw the scarred trainer.

Sanemi Shinazugawa. He was famous for training military dragons.

"Sorry about your dragon." He wasn't really apologizing since it wasn't his problem. "But are you alright?"