The soldiers were dying like flies.
And while almost the whole squad died, the only one wound of the enemy was a little bloody scratch on the dragon's right cheek (blow, that should inflict very serious injuries was only small scratch because of the steel-tough scales), what was totally nothing, but only made her more furious.
Her and her rider and partner, who felt the stinging pain of his dragoness.
His elven sword became red from warm blood of the soldier, who dared to hit the dragon.
Sapphiresenthiss and her rider, Ciaran, defending the river, which separates elven forest from humans, from temerian soldiers.
We can see here, that Sapphiresenthiss isn't always a sweet-hearted dragoness, who plays gentle with Scoia'tael
For her enemies... she has no mercy.
This was first sketched on paper, then redrawed on computer Sapphiresenthiss/Saphillirenn/Saphira © me
Ciaran aep Easnillien, Vernon Roche © WitcherComments highly appreciated! Other Saphira/Witcher works HERE
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