Carnage

Some of the men directly behind the door were killed by me smashing through. North men wouldn't run. Not even from a dragon. I growled as my lips parted to reveal my teeth, and then I started snapping off limbs with my teeth. I crushed men beneath my wings, and feet.

Just killing any north man that came into my line of sight. My wings flared out as I whipped men away from me like rag dolls. An ax was buried into my tail. I flicked my tail around his body before he could draw his ax back out, and squeezed the life clean out of him. Rage boiled up from my middle as hot flames poured through my teeth.

I opened my mouth clearing the way for the flames as they poured out of me. Hot enough to catch the ground where they were standing on fire. The north men kept charging forward. They didn't care if there was a dragon in their path. I poured more hot flames onto them.

It would dry my throat out, but it was the quickest way for me to deal with a large number of men at once. I flinched as another blade was buried into the leathery part of my left wing. My wing tore as I flung the man away. It was a good thing I didn't know how to fly anyways. It was a good thing I didn't know how to fly anyways.

All these assholes poking holes into me was pissing me off majorly. I charged through another group of men as more cuts, and nicks opened up. I moved like the animal I looked like. Tearing through flesh, and bone. Multiple men were ripped apart quickly as more, and more wounds opened.

I was starting to get dizzy as I lost more, and more blood. I poured fire onto them once again. Dispatching more of them quickly. Their numbers were thinning quickly now. One of Faith's fireballs sailed past me hitting a man that was about to strike me.