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Sorsha
At the thunderous roar of the dragon, she jolts on the spot, her hands flying to cup her mouth from emitting any involuntary cries of terror. The humongous beast is magnificent to behold, indeed ~ A dragon... I'm actually seeing a dragon... ~ Glad that she has silenced herself and is not babbling like a simpleton. Looking up, she realises that she is barely higher and than the dragon's knee when it is in an upright position.
And now, watching the dragon's acute perception and intelligence, she cannot help but shiver once more. How Sir Blandamour, Galadria and Eliza can remain so calm is beyond her comprehension. She glances about wildly, hoping to receive instructions from her other three companions. But because all are now invisible, she realises wretchedly that she will likely have to count on her own wits to pull herself through.
The dragon's belly continues to heave up and down as he rants on at the paladins and Eliza. She forces herself to breathe slowly and softly, waiting with bated breath.
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