For tore through the village leaping from one house to the other with increasing speed. Like a sun, the hot flames lit up the sky. The fire hungrily engulfed the houses. Ben ran as fast as he could, escaping the grasp of the searing heat. As he ran the thunder of the dragons wings filled his ears. As it’s gigantic shadow flew over him, covering him as the flames had also tried. Fire streamed out of its mouth illuminating its body. It landed in front of him shaking the ground. As it roared ear shatteringly loud a molten spray of flames shot towards him. He quickly dashed in between the nearest houses as the fire burned towards him. It seemed to burn endlessly as he lay huddled in between the two of the few remaining buildings. Even though the fire was searing and uncomfortable he was slowly dragged into an exhausted sleep.
Ben awoke only to be greeted by a disturbing sight of horror and a horrible sinking feeling in his gut. His family, his home, everything was now gone. He slowly got up and stumbled through the smouldering village. He was angry, the red scaled monster had taken everything from him. He would kill the dragon, but for now he needed a weapon. He stumbled out into the open. “A blade”, growled Ben at the first person he met. “Give me a blade”. The men looked frightened “you can’t kill it, it’s impossible”, said the tallest, but he still passed over a sword. “Whatever you do, don’t anger it and allow it to destroy our homes”. Ben looked at him hard. He would not allow that. He turned away and walked toward the looming mountain where the dragon dwelled.
As he walked through he forest that led to the mountain everything seemed angry. Last night the fire had spread to the forest. The charred remains stared back at him. Branches seemed to reach toward him. He started to pick up his pace. A small fear was building up inside him. Without realising he was running as fast as he could. The whole place seemed to innocently and softly whisper his fears. “You can’t get your family back, you will fail, turn back”. He suddenly burst out of the forest. Leaving the darkness behind him. He was at the base of the mountain of which the dragon dwelled. Every step up was closer to the dragon, he thought. With that he began to climb. The small fear soon turned to terror and his determination wavered. Should I turn back, it would be too dangerous for me, he thought. Exhausted from the steep climb, he finally pulled himself up onto the ledge before the cave mouth.