Bakugou grumbles in a annoyance, wielding his sword as he wears a frustrated expression on his face. He was stood in a fighting stance, training on some useless old Cliffside, one too treacherous for the average warrior to climb, but Katsuki wasn't the average warrior. He was the son of the chief of their village, and he would be the toughest warrior of all. The only thing he had to do was take down a dragon, powerful, mystical winged creatures who ruled their sky's and wreaked havoc amount their village and towns. He hated those beasts. That's when he saw it, almost dropping his weapon in pure shock. A dragon, a big one. It was black with wide wings and a slim, scaled body. But that wasn't what shocked him, no, it was the green-haired boy who was.. Riding the beast!? And doing a pretty damn good job at it, at that.. He roared, readying himself and wielding his sword high, the dragon having noticed him, and, in turn, the boy, too. "You bastard! I'll kill you!" This was his chance to slay a dragon and earn his title as the strongest warrior! No man his age had ever taken one down, he'd make history! He'd show his shitty training mates how much better he was!