the dragon lowered its massive head toward me and said in a loud, rumbling voice, “I really hate wizards.” I blinked. Because dragons weren’t supposed to talk. “Um. What?” “Cocky shits,” he said. “With your whizbangs and pretty sparkles. Too bad too. I’d really have liked to wined you, dined you, then fucked you stupid.” “What?” And then it brought a massive arm back, and before I could move, it brought it forward, and I managed to think This is going to hurt before I was flying through the air. I smashed into the side of the weapons shed,
