The Psychotic Elf (Continued)

[The Fifth]

Calad grew excited by the sight of the puddle of blood forming on the ground and soon mixing in with the mud, creating a disgusting mixture. He struggled away from Thengise's grip, screaming in a horrible way, and lapped up the muddy blood like a bloodthirsty cat. The dragon, Senouce, snarled at Calad. The elf no longer thought about his life, and snarled back. The dragon lifted its long tail, and, cracking it like a whip in the air, smote Calad with it.

Calad flew back, landing on the ground about a few meters away. He was in an immense pain, and could hardly stand up. Now angier than before, the elf barely stood up. However, the fall had also hurt his back. (OOC: Again, sorry for powergaming.) Thengise was quite surprised by all of this, glancing at the dragon and faerie, watching Collette's angered reaction for a brief moment. She ran to Calad to aid him and to restrain him once more.