The voice speaking in your mind was without doubt your captor's, and the dragon didn't seem friendlier than earlier. Afraid of getting him even angrier and more suspicious than he already was, you ran toward the huge beast, who grabbed you roughly by your scuff once more, and started to carry you along the ubelievably big caves, swinging you back and forth in the process, until he stopped inside what looked a chamber, with torches on the stone walls and a pile of straw as a bed.
You were dropped onto the floor, and crouched there, looking up to the dragon's powerful presence looming above you and to his stern face... feeling like a bug that's about to be squashed.
*Time to know each other better* the dragon said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone. *First, you now will tell me, and I said EVERYTHING* his tone grew extremely threatening *about yourself, your motives for joining our attackers and what you know about them. And I hope, for your sake, that I'm going to like your tale.* He punctuated his last sentence by lifting his tail above you and keeping it in that position, and you froze in fear, realizing what was in store for you if your captor did NOT like your tale!
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