As I attempt to kill two Vrocs, I some how decided to attack my self. Knocking myself unconscious, I wake up burning in boiling water. First time in a long time that I have felt real pain. Realizing that i'm burning alive, I fly out of the boiling water. As soon as I get out of the water the remaining Vroc swoops down and attacks me. Barely staying conscious I manage to fly to shore and get healed from Xerxes and myself. And we wait in a ally with the remaining group of people that I call my party.
About half a minute passes then we see it. The great, deadly, marvelous, red, and bearded dragon. It swoops down grabbing hand fulls of people and eating them. As well as grabbing what seems to be loot or treasures, that we should get from him. The chaos and ruins feel almost natural to me.
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