Westy was thrown back into the barricade from the impact,he held his shoulder as blood trickled from the wound staining his top.<br/><br/>"Ow ow ow ow ow,why dragons,anything with wings just hates me"<br/><br/>Westy managed to pull himself from the ground only to stagger and fall back as the dragon came in for another swoop. He managed to grab his rifle and stagger near the watchtower,not the best place to hid but he was in a little too much pain to care.<br/><br/>"This isn't going to be my day"