The Dragon let a amused grin cross his otherwise emotionless face as he flapped his wings towards the outer rim of the kingdom, he dropped Sam, only lowering his fall enough to not kill him or break anything, hopefully, the dragon waited in the sky, his wing's carrying his otherwise drooping body until he heard a dull plop, satisfied that Sam had hit the ground alive, the dragon turned back the direction he had come, his wings flapping and scales shining against the coming sun, a truly remarkable sight.