Re: Central Park
The dragon was beyond furious. Through the pain of Svalin's strikes it opened it's mouth suddenly to belt her with its flames at point-blank range.
If Kael was grateful for one trait his father gave him, it was far greater durability than a pure-blooded Dark Elf. He saw what the dragon was doing. A that range...
"Svalin!" kael ran as fast as he could, thankfully he retained enough of his kin's traditional fleet-footedness. He leaped forward, tackling Svalin just as the dragon's flames burst out. It had been close, very close. His shirt was on fire and Kael quickly pulled it off. "Are you all right?"
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