Edit: ((As we just post at the same time, let's just imagine you stabbed it with my sword and then left it there.))
As Dralik-tuhr concentrated on Blaze, Bermegan jumped as high as he could and reached for his sword, only managing to grab the blade part of the rapier.
"Arg." Bermegan screamed as he yanked the sword out of Dralik-tuhr's neck, and sliced through his own hand. Even his gauntlet had been cut open. In a rapid motion he healed the injury and stood once again before The Dragon alone. He then felt a hand on his shoulder. The General had risen from the now dissapeared eagle and was eager to help.
"Where would you little ones be without me?" He asked, sounding almost amused.
"I have no idea." Bermegan answered in a similar tone. "But right now I don't know if even you can save us."
"Don't act that way. I have another strategy." As Dralik-tuhr approached once again, he shouted out to all of his companions. "A frontal attack will be useless, attack from the sides." The Dragon laughed with an uncomparable roar.
"Pathetic! This world is as good as ours."
The General then shook his head and smirked.
"When will you learn." He said to Dralik-tuhr before turning to the others. "I'll distract him from the front. Stick to the plan, and if I fall, retreat and help the others to saftey. That's an order."
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