I run through the trees, Desperatly trying to keep hold of the dragon egg as it burns the palm of my hands. Why did it have to be a fire hatchling? It least I can outrun those hunters! It stop in a small clearing and rest on a rock in the centre, nursing my hands. A sudden crack in the bush catches my attention. Who goes there? I yell out to the silence. I summon my katana holding it steady as i scan the tree line I warn you I am armed!
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