I took him to the dragon’s cave.

  “In there is a brown dragon.” I pointed into the cave.

  “Are you sure?” Jonnie dropped the bag and stuck his head in the mouth of the cave. "How far back is he?”

  “Far enough.” I said. “Trust me, I checked this morning. He’s still in there.”

  “Are you sure it isn’t a wyvern?” He asked. "They look kinda the same.”

  I led him to where the bodies were. Buzzards were picking at the corpses. I gripped my sword.

  “Whoa!” Jonnie grabbed my hand. "Don’t mess with their food and they won’t mess with you.”

  I let go of my sword. "I hate buzzards.”

  “Most people do.” Jonnie grinned. "They’re the annoying creature in this game.”

  I backed away and let him get close. The buzzards screamed at him, but they didn’t leave their meal.

  Jonnie stopped when he had seen enough and walked back to me. "That wasn’t a wyvern.” He admitted.

  “How can you tell?” I asked

  “Wyverns have beaks.” He leaned up against a rock. "It would’ve crushed the head before it pulled it off.” He winced. "A lot messier.”

  I felt my stomach roll. I really didn’t want to talk about the differences between how dragons and wyverns killed.

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  Jonnie must have noticed my discomfort. "So why are you so set on killing this dragon?”

  I shrugged. "It should be easy.”

  He laughed. "Girl, dragons are never easy.” He grinned. "They’re harder than calculus.”

  I chuckled. I never knew what he was going to say. "I’ve got a plan.”

  “You’ve got a plan?” He crossed his arms. "To take out a dragon alone?”

  “I have a party.”

  “Really?” He scoffed. "You found a bunch of people as crazy as you?”

  “Yes I did.” I smiled. "They think my plan is a good one.”

  “So where are they?” He looked around. "Cause it looks like you’re the only one here.”

  “They’re getting the last of what we need.”

  He nodded. "Okay. Tell you what. You explain to me about this plan. If it’s a good as you say, then I’m in.”

  “Who said I asked you to join?” I asked

  “Baby I’m an Ice Mage.” He flashed a smile. "We’re like the dragon’s natural predators.”

  “You’ve killed a dragon?”

  “No,” He bobbed his head. "But that’s only because I’ve never been around when there was a raid to take one down.” He clapped his hands and rubbed them together. "So let’s hear this plan.”

  I took out my sword and drew a rough sketch of the mound. “The dragon is in the middle of the tunnels.” I drew a stick figure. "I go in and keep its attention while…” I drew two other stick figures on a different tunnel. "The rest of my party goes up behind it and stabs it in the belly.”

  “Just a few flaws.” Jonnie pointed at my stick figure. "The dragon is either going to roast you or eat you.”

  “I take a shield and enchant it with fireproof.” I said

  “What about its petrifying breath?”

  “Cleanse runes on the armor.” I countered

  “What if it tries to run you over?”

  “Paralysis weapons to slow it down. Hit it enough and we can take it down without any more fighting.” I smiled. "Anything else?”

  “Just one other thing.” He stood up. "What if it gets out?”

  I winked at him. "We have our Ice Mage freeze its wings and drop it.”

  He smiled. "In that case, count me in!”

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