Four dragon hunters moved silently through the darkness, their faint shadows flowing over the valley like water. When the leading rider raised his hand high, the knights halted sharply, turned direction in unison, and dismounted swiftly. With one hand on his sword hilt and one leg swinging over the leather saddle, Brand heard Romantic beside him complaining incessantly while swaying on the dragon's back:
"Brand, riding this thing is so uncomfortable—" the merchant girl said, frowning with one hand supporting her neck. "It's not exciting at all."
Brand smiled, walked over to help the young lady down from the dragon's back, thinking to himself that he had better not let someone like 'our Lord Roman' get too bored; dragons, being bipedal reptiles, have spines that twist in an 'S' shape while moving, making it extremely uncomfortable for riders without proper training. Otherwise, why would he have wasted dozens of experience points learning this technique from captured lizardmen?
