XANDER
After the loud screech of the dragon, an unnatural silent befell the village. Like there was something prowling in the dark but not quite showing it's face.
From where Xander hid in the sands, he could see the cave where the villagers hid themselves. They had snuffed out their torches so it was doused in darkness.
Anyone passing by who wasn't paying keen attention wouldn't notice that about a hundred people were stuffed inside, and Xander was banking on such luck… but hearing the strength of the Dragon's screech, he knew the person sent this time around wasn't ordinary.
And if he was an assassin rider just as Xander had pegged him, then he was surely there to take his life.
And the life of the villagers. And there was no better way to commit mass murder than incineration unders a dragon's breath.
