And so here he stood, nearly resigned. How could he not though. There was no use hiding the tremors; reality had no problem lurking closer, his own platform crumbling further as the dragon further cracked and crumbled the monument. The darkness was already setting in as heavy smoke further stifled any sense of hope, any outlook that there wouldn't be more of this put there. The dragonnknew this, it simply wanted the knight to bear the fact, as many other were coming to face in this hellfire. And yet, hthe steel gripped tighter, the rattling stopped. He exhaled, The knight would do ehat he had been doing all sfternoon. He would survive. .

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