Gwayne groaned as he hit the ground, his horse having panicked because of the dragons and their riders fighting above which caused the horse to throw him off, his helmet falling off of his head.

Gwayne placed his palms flat on the ground and began to push himself up, only to freeze in place as he felt a big puff of air hit him, his head slowly lifting to stare upwards.

And then, Gwayne's face turned pale and his blood ran cold, towering right above him was a dragon. He didn't recognize it, which left him with three options, it was wild, unclaimed, or it was a dragon on Team Black.

Either way, Gwayne believed himself royally fucked.