The Dragon Hunt (3)
Author: Ashdenroth
last update2024-11-26 22:07:17
Bang!

Crack!

A loud shot rang out from above, piercing the clouds and leaving a blazing white trail in its wake. The enchanted bullet split into three in mid-air and struck the dragon on its head.

Archibald had just fired a Fragmenting Disintegration Round that was designed to penetrate the toughest of armors. But instead of punching through the dragon’s hide, the bullets bounced off its scaly head.

“There is no way any creature can shrug off this bullet,” Archibald gasped, his piercing gaze glued to the dragon’s reptilian frame. Without wasting another second, he reloaded his weapon and took another shot.

This time, another volley of Disintegration Rounds struck the dragon’s head, leaving a scar on the left side of its bony jaw. But it was merely a flesh wound, no deeper than a few millimeters.

“Just a scratch. Impossible!” Archibald’s eyes widened in disbelief as he used his True Sight skill to zoom in on the dragon’s face. His shots had hit their target with perfect accuracy but fai
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