Jason barely managed to duck beneath the dragon’s sweeping tail. The beast clearly possessed great strength and speed despite its hulking size. Jason knew he’d have to rely on agility and strategy to stand a chance rather than attempting to match the creature’s raw power.
As the dragon advanced, jaws gaping and ready to snap him up, Jason darted around to its flank and delivered an experimental slash with his sword. Though the scales were thick, he felt the blade bite slightly into the dragon’s hide, drawing a hiss of pain. The outer layer was vulnerable if he could strike the right spots.
Whipping around, the dragon spewed flames once again. Jason rolled behind a chunk of rock, but not before the intense heat charred his arm. Gritting his teeth against the searing pain, Jason focused his healing energy until the charred skin regained its normal appearance.
The dragon pressed its attack, lashing with its spiked tail and blasting fire. Jason ducked and wove, struggling to get within striking distance as his enemy kept him at bay. He had to find a weak point.
During a brief pause in the onslaught, Jason noticed the dragon favoring its left foreleg. The scales there seemed cracked and broken. That was it! As the dragon inhaled to torch him again, Jason sprinted forward and hacked at the damaged area with all his might. Dark blood spurted forth and the dragon shrieked in surprise and agony.
Seeing his foe was badly injured and distracted, Jason seized the opportunity. He sheathed his sword and scrambled up the dragon’s flank, clawing his way onto its back. The creature thrashed violently, but couldn’t reach the human clinging to its scales. Jason grasped his sword with both hands and, focusing all his energy into one massive plunging blow, drove the blade hilt-deep into the back of the dragon’s neck.
The dragon’s roar shook the entire mountainside. It staggered and collapsed to the ground with a tremendous crash. Jason held on tightly as the beast shuddered spasmodically in its death throes. Finally, the dragon lay still, vanquished.
Panting in exhaustion, Jason dislodged his sword and slid to the earth. He could scarcely believe he had felled such a mighty adversary. But the people of the village below were safe now. He made his way back down the mountain, each step filled with pride.
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