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The Last Dragon Is a Coward

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The dragon flew the boy to the river above the valley. "The Legion must cross here," it said. "Help me." Together they shoved boulders into the narrow gap. The dragon breathed a slow, low heat, not to burn but to melt the snow on the peaks. Water began to rise behind the rocks. "When they're on the bridge," the dragon said, "we let it all go."

But the dam broke too early. A trickle became a crack became a flood while the Legion was still on the far bank. The soldiers saw the water coming and pulled back in time. Worse, now they knew the dragon was real and afraid to fight. "It plays tricks," the commander sneered. "Tricks mean it's weak. Burn the village."

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