āThe dragonās breath stank of decay. Someone far off shouted his name.[..]
āWhat are you doing?ā A small voice in his head kept asking him that. āWhy donāt you run?ā He tried to tell it to be quiet, but it woudnāt go away.[ā¦]
He was certain the creature would crush him, or that one of those feet moving would rip him to shreds.[ā¦] Without thinking he stabbed upwards with his dagger, the metal ripping into the leathery flesh, and sliced as he moved.ā
cole going in for the kill against an archdemonĀ with only his motherās dagger was the wildest thing iāve ever read while listening to two steps from hell

















