With a firm resolve, Ego sprinted towards the ongoing battle between Adam and the dragon. His fellow students watched in anticipation, their hearts pounding with uncertainty, as Ego's charge hinted at a looming confrontation.
As Ego charged toward the clash, the heavy thud of his boots against the rocky terrain echoed through the tense silence. His grip tightened around the hilt of his sword, a weapon handed down through generations, etched with ancient symbols that glimmered in the dimming light.
Adam, with his axe raised high, stood firm, his eyes fixed on the menacing dragon looming ahead. "Ego, stay back!" he shouted, his voice a mix of concern and command, while the rest of the students, a motley crew of aspiring warriors, magicians, and healers, formed a cautious semicircle behind Adam, readying their abilities.
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