he slides his sword out of its sheath and stands up he was going to go slay a dragon and proceeded to leave the bar not a single word uttered
"And he's gone, also I may be a witch but Science exsist in my world too" She stuck out her hand as the stick fell out of the portal "called it"
rising from behind a tiny houseplant was the poorly hidden much larger dragon. "is the scary dragon slayer gone?"
"boo" he appeared behind andorthal his sword dripping blood how time worked in the bar was up for anyone as he stared at the dragon his left arm nothing more then an mess of burnt skin and flesh
What followed was a scream and the dragon burrying his face into the pot the houseplant was in. while still screaming.
"heh your hilarious" he just sheathes his weapon
the dragon was absolutely mortified and kept his head in the dirt.
"are you an ostrich or a dragon this is pathetic"
a muffled "
"i have anxiety issues!"
"i don't care" his voice was indifferent showing that he infact did not care
"ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude!" with a foof he was covered in flowers laying up in a billowing soft protective later. and coating poor shade in an absurd amount of pollen. (exit scene)
he didn't care because well he was in a crude ton of pain from having his arm nearly burnt off and just limped to his seat in pain
"need a wash dragon slayer?" A large ball of Glowing water appeared in her hair
"dragon what? it was just an undead beast i put it out of its misery"
"do you need a wash yes or no?"
"if i black out from pain just drown me so yes i guess i need a wash"
Insert thumbs up, the ball floated above him and pours gallons of water on him "better?"
he had past out due to the pain of water hitting his arm that was just flesh and charred bone
she whispered to herself and a green aura appeared around shade, it began healing him slowly
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