Dragador’s fire burned, as he breathed heavily fire from his mouth and poured them all against Drazhan, his rider. But the fire did nothing to the king, it simply burned his clothes and not his body. Dragador resisted the urge to growl, a growl from him would shake the entire castle and he would reveal himself when it was not yet time to. But he was angry, really angry and he wanted to hurt Drazhan as much. He seized his breath and used his mighty hands to knock him off his feet. Drazhan went flying into the wall hard, the impact was enough to break a man’s skull or back. Then he fell to the floor heavily and groaned in pain. Dragador stopped, the impact and pain he wanted to inflict on him were successful and he had to stop.
“Dragador...” Drazhan growled in pain and anger and tried getti
