Mythical RP

Taru was being chased by a big black dragon. He had injured it badly, but it was still coming. He ducked behind a tree, hoping it wouldn't see him.
Taru didn't see the dragon anymore, but when he turned around, there it was, smiling evilly at him.
(Make more sense now?)
 
"A little help here?" Taru cries, swinging his khopesh at the dragon.
"Oh yeah-" She takes out a light sword-like knife, walking forwards a couple feet and stabbing the dragon's heart with a quickness and expert precision.
 

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