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The Last Dragon Is a Coward
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They reached the village at dawn. The dragon coiled itself around the whole town like a wall, scales facing out, and went very still. From the ridge, the Legion saw only a sleeping monster the size of a hill. Their commander raised a fist. The soldiers stopped cold. Nobody wanted to be the first to wake it.
For an hour no one moved. Then the commander, ashamed of his fear, drew his sword and struck the dragon's scales himself. The dragon's eye snapped open. It uncoiled in one terrible motion and roared fire into the sky, high above the men, not at them. That was enough. The Legion turned and fled, and the village was saved without a single death.
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