The armored dragons walked over to their wounded leader, almost shocked that I was still alive. Ditan turned to Arkain to answer. "Were the best spear tossers in Chimera, only ones to be chosen for the royal guard."<br/><br/>"I...I" I tried to say, loosing energy fast. "A..Arkain?" I said, still seeing fog everywhere. It was so hard to tell what was going on, except there were voices, and two were fimilar. Agamme approached me, saddened of my state. His sorrow, turned to anger in a quick second, even hate for a dragon in this area.<br/>"Ina, I want you over there in front of that dragon doing whatever you can to get his attention. Fire, Ice, Lighting, whatever it takes. I want his teeth baring at you, tongue drooling and wanting you for lunch!" He commanded. Agamme's face quickly turned to Arkain. "Get Illidan out of the water and over in the shade, soft grass, and moisturized. Lass, you go with them." And then back to Ditan. "You better not miss."<br/>"I haven't for 20 years strait. This isn't going to break the str..."<br/>"Will you quit showing off! Just say 'I can make the shot' "<br/>"I can make the shot"<br/>"Good" The both raised their spears at the dragon, ready for their revenge at the cost of one of their own. Agamme was the worst when It came to revenge. If even someone laid a finger on me, its good-bye to them.