Dennis' face turned as red as a tomato. He stuck his neck out and said in a trembling voice, "Of...of course not!" However, his forehead was utterly covered in sweat.

Meanwhile, Angela's slight frame was also trembling, and her exquisite face had paled. Her previous anticipation of seeing a dragon had been replaced with shock and fear.

"What should we do, Dennis?" she asked as she grabbed his sleeves.

"I—" Dennis' mind went blank with panic. "I don't know."

Darryl laughed to himself. "Young Master Dennis, I heard that all dragons are evil. It'll be hard for all of us to come out of this alive now that it has seen us. Why don't you and your men try to stall him while I bring Princess Angeline to safety?"

Dennis nearly jumped when he heard that. 'Stall the dragon? He must be joking! No matter how strong my men are, they'll never survive in a fight against a dragon!'

"Run! Run for your lives!" Dennis shouted and shot down the mountain like a rabbit, with ten of his men quickly foll