Holding tight to him, the bleeding Dean stared at Aarad, who had his mouth open as some black waves were released from his leaning back, a result of the [Death Mark] spell that Dean was using.
"Die!" Dean said to the dragon, its scales blackened and charred from the death mark spell. The dragon coughed up a torrent of blood, its eyes widening in pain as it slowly fell back to the ground."
Aarad, who had a moment of weakness, took a deep breath and regained his composure. His eyes flashed with anger as he turned to Dean, who was still holding onto him. Aarad raised his free hand and cast a lightning spell, sending a bolt of electricity crashing down on Dean.
"AAAAAGH!", Dean cried out in pain as the lightning coursed through his body, his muscles twitching uncontrollably. Aarad watched impassively as Dean writhed in agony, knowing that he had gotten what he deserved.
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