Tom punched out with an explosive force, blasting all the rocks and soil that buried him.
The cultists did the same thing, and they looked at Tom in anger.
"We cannot let that boy steal our dragon. We have to kill him."
"I am not interested in your dragon in the slightest."
"Lies! No one would go to a dragon's lair while the dragon is still in it unless they want the dragon's heart. Kill him!!!"
"Fuck! I told you I am not after the dragon!"
The Earth Dragon beside them roared and swooped down towards Tom with its jaw open wide and tried to chomp him. But Tom was ready for it. He leaped aside with grace, jumping high in the air before landing near a pile of treasure.
The roar of the dragon hurt his eardrums. An Earth Dragon had a powerful roar and they could injure their enemies using it. They were also located in a tight space which made the sound bounced off the walls and intensify the damage.