He shivered with fear but he said to himself, "I'm a legend I must kill the
dragon if I don't who will do it!"
He lifted his Lance, spurred his horse into the cave and pulled it to a dead tree. There before him, loomed the
dragon.
The
dragon was ten times taller than him, it's scales were platinum and thought of as tabletops.
Magenta flame, tinged with white, licked from its mouth and nostrils. It glared at Robert Mallow with green glowing eyes.
"I'm ready," snarled the
dragon.
Robert Mallow gave another yell and spurred his horse straight at the
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