As I panted and forced giant grass away from me, I had realised the dragon stopped following me out this distance. Perhaps I scared it off with my gun, or it just decided to maul the others. [i]Good riddance.[/i] I took a few shallow breaths to regain my energy, stumbling across the grass and shoving my pistol into my holster. I ripped some grass trapped in there out, sitting on the side of my helicopter and forgetting about the supposed spies.

However, just as I thought it was safe again, I heard the familiar sound of crushed grass and a distinctive call. "Oh, for fuck's sake! How did this even happen?!" Sure enough, that dragon I thought I had lost earlier was moving like lightning through the grass. Wasting no time, I hopped off the rails of my helicopter and tried to climb over the guns of my helicopter, only to slip and be forced to go around it. The noise and eventual appearance of the vicious dragon got closer, and I just panicked by the time I had entered the cockpit. I was fumbling for the controls and somehow even forgot how to turn on my own helicopter. As it would take a while to even turn on the helicopter, I climbed out of my seat to confront the beast. [i]Just why did I have to follow those people.[/i]

Sure enough, the dragon had leapt out of the grass and forced me against the wall of my helicopter. That was painful as hell, but the real danger came from the thing trying to eat my face off. Thinking quickly, I ducked as the stupid thing tried to chew on my helicopter, squeezing underneath the helicopter and pulling out my gun. Just as I did that however, the dragon regained its composition and dragged me from under the helicopter, with me firing a few rounds into it's head. Problem was, that just dented its sand-coloured scales, bullets laying on the crushed grass while the dragon roared at me. "Fucking hell!" I fired a few more times, but before I knew it, I was out of ammunition. I nearly gave up, though another drag out of the helicopter scared the shit out of me, and forced me to club the dragon by it's mouth with my gun. Unconventional, but I was desperate to stay alive against the thing.