This time Edric let his instincts take over. He reeled back, nearly toppling as Era bellowed at him. Even her voice was strong enough to make him fall! Stepping back, Edric scowled. He really did not like this temperamental dragon. They kept getting back to the beginning, even after debating their opinions for so long. But Era was right, but only because she had a longer life span.
He did not see the tear, instead gazing at the scale by his feet. It was a surprise--a pleasant one--and Edric could not help feeling a bit guilty. He felt torn. He was angry, worried and very much agitated.
He watched with a blank look as the Era started to walk away, hoping that this would be the last time he ever laid eyes on her, but somehow knowning that it wasn't. He just hoped that no one would be injured--or killed--in the future. If once, just once, Era lost control of her emotions, she could easily destroy the town. The thought made him sigh.
Edric bent down, picking up the scale and staring at it as if it contained all the answers he wished he had. For a second, he wished that he had never came hunting for it in the first place. He dismissed the thought, and began gathering up his arrows. What was done was done, what was said said. He could not take back his words, nor did he want to. It would be a long way home.