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I yell at the men "Fear not, brothers! I shall handle this!". I run towards the tower, dropping my weapons to the puzzlement of my fellow knights. I begin climbing her tail, using the spines for easy footholds. As I reach her shoulder I whisper to her "Fly, lassie! FLY!". I receive a confused look, or the draconic equivalent. With a gentle shrug she allows me to climb further, helping me to her head.
She soars onto the air, as I tightly hold onto her horns and we glide off into the mountains.
We form a friendship that stands the test of time.