Lilly was standing on the tiptoes of her feet as she waited for the dirt to settle. Then she heard a mighty roar come out of Tristan. The dust settled to reveal him standing overtop of the Wyrm, inches away from his face. His teeth were bared and he waited there until the Wyrm accepted defeat. He slowly backed away and the Wyrm slithered upright.
The Wyrm was dripping with blood, both his and Tristan’s. It then redirected its gaze towards Tyler. It made a gesture of lowering its head showing acknowledgement towards him. The moment he did, the rest of the dragon kind followed suit. Tyler was now accepted by the dragons. They began to trickle away, back to the hidden depths where they had come from. Lastly, the Wyrm slithered away, the only dragon kin left were the Fae dragons.
Lilly qui
