Myria froze, looking in the direction of the noise. Gently, she helped me to stand and lean against a tree trunk. Doz’s and Myria’s stats were very different. Myria had the potential to one day outstrip him, but as of right now he was far more powerful. So if someone like Doz was screaming, no way should Myria charge in blindly.
I was hanging on by a thread, so I wouldn’t be much help either. I wondered if the Rest skill she’d used on me was some kind of recovery magic. Her MP was low; I doubted she could cast it again. She used the last of her power to heal me.
If Myria ran off to help Doz and the old guy, she’d be defenseless. Her fighting ability was low and she was too drained to use her recovery magic. And she must know that.
“R-raar…” I said.
“τα λέμε,” she replied with a sad smile. Then she waved her little hand at me, her expression tense, and ran off towards the voices.
“Raaar!”
I wanted to stop her, but when I tried to move I just fell over. I guess I was still a little paralyzed. I’d assumed that the absence of pain meant I was fully recovered, but apparently not.
“Raa! Raaaaaar!” I yelled after Myria. She slowed and turned back to me, her eyes narrowed with concern. But she just dipped her head and started running again.
Wait! I wished I could yell. There’s nothing you can do now!
“GRAAAAAAAAOOOO!”
A noise echoed from deep in the forest, so loud that it shook the ground beneath me. It came from the same direction as Doz and the others’ shouts. Although far louder and much more menacing, it reminded me of the noises that I made when I tried to speak.
I knew instinctively that the source of that voice was on an entirely different level from the darkwyrms and graywolves. I couldn’t let Myria go off and face it by herself. When I tried to lift my legs, the numbness was still there. None of my limbs moved how I wanted them to. And despite the recovery magic Myria had cast on me, my HP was still half depleted. That added to paralysis meant I’d just end up as monster chow if I went after her.
Nevertheless, I had to do something. I stood up on my trembling legs, the pins and needles gradually wearing off with each uneasy step I took.
I could do this. I would have my mobility back by the time I got there.
I took my time, working my way slowly towards the source of the disturbance. Now that the paralysis was pretty much gone, I took another look at my status.
Species: Baby Dragon
Status: Paralyzed (Slight)
Lv: 20/25
HP: 38/72
MP: 59/68
Attack: 61
Defense: 46
Magic: 58
Agility: 42
Rank: D-
Special Skills:
Dragon Scale: Lv 1
Divine Voice: Lv 2
Grecian Language: Lv 1
Resistance Skills:
Physical Resistance: Lv 2
Fall Resistance: Lv 3
Hunger Resistance: Lv 2
Poison Resistance: Lv 2
Loneliness Resistance: Lv 3
Magic Resistance: Lv 1
Normal Skills:
Roll: Lv 2
View Status: Lv 2
Baby’s Breath: Lv 2
Whistle: Lv 1
Lovebite: Lv 1
Dragon Punch: Lv 2
Title Skills:
Dragon King’s Son: Lv —
Walking Egg: Lv —
Klutz: Lv 3
Just an Idiot: Lv 1
Infighter: Lv 3
Pest Killer: Lv 1
Safety First: Lv 1
Liar: Lv 1
Yep, half my HP was gone, and surely my enemy’s stats would be far stronger than mine. But maybe if Myria, her friends, and I worked together, maybe we could scare it off?
PART 3
BUT BY THE TIME I got there, the fight was over…
“Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!”
The dragon let out a triumphant roar. It was gigantic. Much bigger than the humans or little old me, probably over five meters tall, with a long neck. Its body was rough and covered in lumpy, hardened spots that reminded me of rocks.
The dragon was the sort of monster that would send me running if I saw it from afar. Just the sound of its footsteps told me it was way out of my league. The three humans, including Myria, were on the ground by its giant feet. They were all bleeding.
I forced my focus off Myria and back to the rocky dragon. I had to check its status. Then maybe I could figure out a way to deal with it.
Species: Little Rock Dragon
Status: Paralyzed (Slight)
Lv: 14/55
HP: 197/212
MP: 45/87
Attack: 168
Defense: 224
Magic: 82
Agility: 46
Rank: C
Special Skills:
Dragon Scale: Lv 3
Breath Boost: Lv 1
Automatic HP Recovery: Lv 1
Earth Type: Lv —
Resistance Skills:
Fire Resistance: Lv 5
Physical Resistance: Lv 3
Magic Resistance: Lv 2
Normal Skills:
Sand Breath: Lv 4
Bite: Lv 3
Stone Claws: Lv 3
Regenerate: Lv 2
Tremor: Lv 4
Stone Breath: Lv 6
Dragon Tail: Lv 2
Title Skills:
Final Evolution: Lv –
Before, I hadn’t been able to get a clear look at an enemy’s stats from a distance. Maybe it was because my View Status skill had been too low. But now I could see the dragon’s stats clearly.
It was five times bigger than me, and its stats were triple mine.
Just making eye contact sent a wave of fear washing over me. I was trembling. I couldn’t believe I actually thought the four of us could beat this thing.
Blood streaked the dragon’s rugged body, but I doubted it was its own. I didn’t see any injuries. Its defense was probably too high for attacks to hit at all.
So this was a Little Rock Dragon, huh? I couldn’t even imagine what a fully grown Rock Dragon must look like.
“Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar!”