No way were you gonna risk just going in the fray, you had air superiority and you were gonna fire away. Your dragon darts in and out of the arrows; he bellows in pain as one bounces off his flank. Angry, he swoops down and flames a group of orcs, infecting them with fear.
The humans cheer as you sweep away, advancing over the dead orcs. You complete more flaming passes, you firing away with arrows while Drak flamed. It was a lethal combination; the orcs unable to know where you would strike, could only cower in fear as Drak made his passes. Yet you still had a limited number of arrows, so you ran out.
"Gil!! Should we go down!!" Drak cries. "No!!" you cry, "We can't lose air superiority!!"
Drak roars doubtfully, "You have no more arrows!! Either we go down and fight or you'll just have to use modern weaponry or magic!!" You see his point, and in the end, you decide to...
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