#mirmulnir

Her comment earned her a few glares from the guards around them. They didn’t last long though as the dragon dove for them. She jumped to the side again as the dragon grabbed a guard and took off with him. The man screamed as it carried him away. It didn’t drop him to his death, like she thought it would. It circled again, keeping the guard in its claws as it flew to the watchtower. The dragon landed on the top of the watchtower. Cracks snaked through the stonework as the tower tried to hold its weight. They were vast and many. Using one foot to support itself as it brought the panicking and struggling man close to its face. It inhaled deeply, its nostrils flaring. The sound that left it could only be described as a chuckle.

“Thuri du hin sil ko Sovngarde. Zu’u fen du hi nu. Kip Jot Naak.”

Horrified gasps rippled through the group as the dragon opened its jaw and bit down onto the man. The hold its claws had on the man was released and it threw its head back, swallowing him whole. One of the guards threw up at the sight while the others gagged. Marisa’s own stomach churned as she fought to keep her own lunch down.

“Archers!” Irileth shouted, snapping them all back into actions. With her sword, she pointed toward the dragon that was now running its forked tongue along its teeth. “Fire!”

The archers, aside for Marisa, fired their arrows at the dragon. Most bounced off of its hide and the few that did hit were easily shaken off. It laughed.