Clara instantly grabbed her sword at the sound of a great roar from the dragon. She expected to see more of those things from earlier but they were alone. She sighed heavily with her head pounding horriblely. It was the effects of over using her magic and strength and it was annoying. She stood up with her sword in hand planning on bitching the dragon out for the sudden false alram until she noticed he was shaking. She made her sword glow brighter just to be sure and sure enough he was, "What is worng with you?" She asked and cursed herself for the small amount of concern that was in her voice, but she stepped a little closer to him. He didn seem like he was focusing too much on anything and she started to wonder if those creatures were affect him in some weird way, "Dragon?" She said in a more assertive tone when he didn't answer her and move to stand in front of him, "What is wrong?" She stood there awaiting his answer with her sword in hand. Her head hurt and she was still so very tired. She wanted to sleep for days if she could and now she had to help the dragon.