Fall 1331, over Poland.
Grevith was returning back to his cave from another unsuccessful hunt. He flew over the land the humans called Płowce now and saw they were fighting amongst themselves.
"Such large fighting amongst ones own kind; what a waste." he muttered to himself as he shook his head. Some of the people turned their heads and saw him but the mostly were focused at killing."Mankind has gotten too large and are losing the fundamentals of life."All animals fight but this is something beyond that. He continued flying as he approached the forest and over the lake as he could see his reflection looking back at him. He saw the golden scales that covered his covered his back to the red rectangular scales stretching from his neck to his tail. He than approached the cave where he resided. He sighed to himself as he entered the empty cave on his four legs and lied down. He was tired from looking for food but it was scarce now that the humans started collecting them. He knew that he did not have a right to take from them as they caught them far and square. He didn't want to go mess with the humans anyway. Last time he came in contact with him he was almost killed. His family wasn't so lucky. He looked over at the spot where his son used to rest and started feeling angry again. "Why do the humans have to be so cruel!?" he yelled out of his cave into the wilderness. He knew that no one would answer. He drifted to sleep.
"My liege, the enemy is in retreat." a soldier said as he entered the town hall. The old man looked up looked up from his desk.
"Good news have you tracked their movements?" he asked.
"Yessir, but we also saw a winged beast that came over the battlefield." the soldier replied.
"And, did it attack anyone?" the old man asked.
"No, but it was unnerving some of the other soldiers and they want to know if they could go and hunt it." the soldier replied. The old man thought this over a bit. They just went through a tough and bloody battle and this might lift some of their morale.
"Very well, but I want those enemy positions as soon as possible." he replied.
"Thank you my liege." the soldier said as he walked out. The old man thought it over. Thirty out of a few thousand couldn't hurt.
Grevith was woken from his sleep. He could hear footsteps outside of his cave. It was night out still and the humans are usually asleep so he wondered what it was. He peered out and saw about thirty-nine humans in clanky metal armour on.
"No, no, no," he muttered as they approached his cave, "not again." They were too close for him to fly away now and wasn't about to surrender. He ran back in to a spot where you cannot see from the entrance. He heard about five enter and they were saying something but he couldn't understand them. They walked more into the cave and entered a different chamber. If he was lucky they would think he wasn't there. But his luck ran out. One of the soldiers saw his tail and got ten more people in. He noticed that they were coming towards him and he got ready. The first knight entered the small chamber he was in and Grevith slashed him across the chest. He fell backward onto his two others that were behind him and then Grevith turned and erupted a large flame over six more. Two more came at him but he batted them away and stepped on them. He missed one of the soldiers and he got a jab in the right hind leg. Grevith winced but then turned to him and gave him a taste of fire. Five more entered the cave but this time they were holding their weapons differently. Instead of running at him they through their weapons at him and one stuck him right be tween his fore legs. He roared out in pain and then he started gasping for air. He gave one more breath of fire at the soldiers before limping further into the cave. He could hear the final ten pour into the cave and started looking for him. He looked down at the wound in his chest and then realized he wasn't going to make it. He fell down as he tried to breath but he couldn't. He looked around the chamber. It was his favorite chamber as it was lit up by itself. He could see the eternal darkness come as his vision faded away. He just wished the humans would see it their way. The last thing he head were he soldiers come into the room and shout with joy.