The sixth day of this pain the dragon got feed up. He hit me hard in the gut and I went sliding across the ground I looked up at him with one eye.
"You’re pathetic! I never imagined you the human that tried numerous times to kill me for a reason that I don't even know would be so crippled by a conscience. HA! You're weak!" he said. My anger for him grew and despite the pain I stood up. But when I went to attack him I could not. "Good! Now since you can't hurt me why don't you use your anger to force yourself to overcome the pain a conscience gives you." I glared at him but then just turned around.
I was actually very thirsty...and hungry.
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