Fighting the dragon really wasn’t as scary as my brain was telling me it should be. And believe me, my brain was screaming at me that this thing below me was a big fucking monster and I should end it as fast as possible. But, if I was being honest with myself, as he spun and bucked in the air, scales sparkling when random beams of sunlight hit him, I was kinda having fun. Fun. Fighting with a dragon shouldn’t be fun. What the hell was wrong with me?
