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Arwen breathed heavily, each breath she took painful from a broken rib. "He just came for us out of nowhere. The, dragon, attacked us without a warning. He said it was fun." Arwen said, coughing slightly. She gulped painfully, her wings limp.
"Oh, sweetheart," he murmured, quickly looking her over with his solemn gray eyes before nuzzling her cheek, "A dragon? You're lucky to be alive, Arwen." He lifted his head and cringed, "How are the others?"