Dom rests his body on the ground, but his head remains standing up. “About a thousand years ago, a dragon was born named Velshkar. He was always a troubled dragon. Getting into trouble. Setting cities on fire. He’s actually the cause of all of the dragon stories. Well, one day he messed with the wrong person. A fairy godmother to be exact.”
“Wait, those are real?” I ask, interrupting him.
“Yes. Very much real. Now, he crossed the wrong fairy and got himself cursed. He would be trapped in a cave until the chosen one was born to defeat him. And now that you have come of age he has been released and is on his way back here.”
“So, an angry dragon that has been trapped since forever is now on his way back here and I have to defeat him?” I ask. This story was far more interesting than the one I read myself.
He nods his head. “Yes, but your kingdom is weak and so are you. Not being in your dragon form full-time, you will be at a strong disadvantage. Velshkar comes from a time where dragons didn’t have to hide who they really were and could roam freely. What you all do now is a disgrace and he will have the advantage over you.”
“I have taken dragon training. I’m not as weak as I look.”
“And you still will be no match for him. Since I do not want to see what we’ve worked so hard to maintain get destroyed, I will train the both of you.”
“I’m supposed to be saving the world. Not training.”
“But how can you save the world without proper training?”
He had a point there. Touché, old dude, touché. “Okay, Dom. But I don’t have a lot of time. There’s this crazy dragon on the loose.”
Brenden laughs and Dom rolls his eyes. “Young dragons. Don’t know what to say about ‘em these days.”
“You can say that we’re awesome,” I say with a wink.
Dom gives me a serious look and I cut it out. This dude needed a sense of humor if he was going to be around me. I couldn’t have anyone hanging around me being a Debbie downer.