Weeding out Fields

Suddenly, a loud bang shattered the silence of nature. The huge shadow of the dragon tore through the clouds, the snow and ash falling down in his tracks.

His eyes shone, and his wings crackled with lightning. The dark clouds devoured the sun in seconds, submerging everything into darkness. With a fit of anger, he turned to face the group of mortals trembling below him.

Most of them were dressed only in simple travelling clothes, but there were more than a dozen paladins in the heavy plate armours, colourful capes, and glowing enchanted hammers.

Around them was nothing but thick forest and green pastures. The grass and trees creaked and moved with each flap of the dragon's crystalline wings.

"Stop right now, mortals!" The voice burning with anger shook the ground.

The tremors perpetrating through the soil under their feet and the surging wind oscillating between freezing cold and burning hot made some humans stumble back and fall to the ground.