Grothle, a small town just north of the Great River. Hermich and Azeale are sitting in Alva's, Azeale's mother, house just going through the day like it was any other. Then it began, a riot broke out in the streets. There were people screaming and the guards were running all in the same direction with weapons drawn and ready to attack. Hermich and Azeale ran outside to see what the commotion was all about. As they entered the streets, they looked in the sky and saw three dragons flying around and burning down buildings. Hermich ran inside to get his crossbow and ran back outside. Azeale turned to Hermich with a scared look on her face and said "Hermich, please be careful. This is nothing like we have faught before.". Hermich nodded and went to fight the dragons. As soon as he stepped out the door, smoke covered the skies, making it almost impossible to see the dragons. At that moment, Hermich knew that this wasn't going be an ordinary battle. He had to fight blindly. He ran to the nearest battle tower to try and get a better vantage point. He was stopped in his tracks as a dragon landed directly in front of him. Hermich quickly loaded an arrow in his crossbow and shot at the dragon. The arrow glanced off the dragon's scales. The scales were too hard for an arrow to go through. Hermich began to think rapidly, trying to remember what he had read about dragons. Finally, Hermich grabs another arrow and loads it in his crossbow and begins to parkour up the side of a building to get to a spot where he can get the shot he needed. He got to the top of the building and faced the dragon face to face. Hermich aimed his cross bow and let the arrow fly. The arrow punctures the scales of the dragon and the it drops.
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