Westy grabbed his rifle and exited the tent with Samantha,he looked around hoping not to see the dragon again because it obviously had a taste for him. He turned and looked at his watchtower which was now just a pile of wood.<br/><br/>"Well there goes my job,guess my day's free now"<br/><br/>Westy turned and looked outwards into the desert,he though for a moment that he'd seen something but brushed it off as his imagination.<br/><br/>"I hate this place,why are we even here anyway?"