I can not help but wonder why they would do this to me. I have been at peace with these humans for many years

For a long time I have watched my fortune. My family and I had taken it from a human's town that we once raged upon. I took my offer and put it on the upland heath disguised in a cart. No man ought to have seen it or even gotten an impression of these gems shimmering in the light of the sun. I was segregated from this world due to what I am, the fire-drake, they call me. When Hygelac was above all else I didn't trouble his kin regularly, in any event, when the new ruler came to control for a long time I didn't trouble his realm. A grimy human at that point grabbed one of my fortune pieces directly out of the pushcart. The day I returned to my sanctuary I realized something was absent. The valuable cup made of gold and gems had vanished. Irate and loaded with rage I set out to search out the pathetic hoodlum, while coming back to my hand truck various of time to check whether my eyes had hoodwinked me. The gold fortune cup was still not a single where in sight. I will consume them all to remains. The wrath that I had was wild. I could feel the annoyance gradually making its why through my body, and until I found the cheat I would contain it. There were such a large number of these animals how was I to know which one had my fortune cup. They are generally similar it doesn't make a difference who took my gold fortune cup. † Do not think to begin anything with these people Draco,† I pivoted to see that it was my dad and the pioneer of my sort, Drace. † You don't comprehend. I won't let these supposed people exploit me.† † It was only one brilliant fortune cup that is all!† For what reason is Drace not concurring with me? † It is that it was my fortune cup and they came and troubled me first!† I thundered back. † You are on your own at that point. For on the off chance that one gold fortune cup merits beginning a war once again, at that point so be it! However, let this be realized that I won't help you in any capacity. This is your fight. Yet, let me likewise caution you of a man called, Beowulf, for he is not normal for the remainder of their kind.† With that, Drace left, and I was separated from everyone else by and by. The way that my family was not on my side didn't help the way that I needed to cover my resentment until the perfect time. I went out and about set everything ablaze. That was my serious mix-up for the present my pushcart was currently obvious to any eye. I realized that they would before long come after me. I realized that a portion of these people were not quitters. I started to set myself up for the up and coming fight. I didn't have a lot to fear, for my breath could accomplish more mischief than the entirety of their blades consolidated. It despite everything would have felt great to realize that I had my family behind me. Shhh.. What was that? I realize that they couldn't be seeking me unexpectedly early. Sweat starts to pour from his pores. I should recall that they are just people. As the savages climbed the hill towards me I could see their pioneer plainly. For he strolled with his head high and look the most grounded of all. This must be the man, Beowulf, that my dad was discussing. In any case, something about him got my attention, why he didn't look his age, however in his eyes I could tell that he had experienced numerous winters. Restoring my certainty I continued upon them. Ha! Take a gander at that old simpleton. Does he truly accept that he can overcome me. The pioneer set himself up for the fight to come by setting up his shield. Ha! That shield won't secure you old simpleton. The man Beowulf swung his blade and I thundered as it reached my body. The quality of this blow was something that I had never felt. I was certain I had been injured, however as I look not so much as a scratch was on me. I'm powerful! The vibe of stun supplanted the gallant articulation Beowulf once had. I wrapped him with a tremendous fire of fire I delivered at that accurate second. Different people with him ran off like weaklings towards security. The pioneer was left there warding off the flares. I halted in cheered in my greatness, however the subsequent I was going to take his life, the main respectable warrior of his pushed him beyond my control. This man was attempting to spare his pioneers life. He was murmuring something to him in a language I was unable to make out. Thunder! I surged at them and through the fire I could see the man securing his pioneer. The pioneer shaking stood up and swung his extraordinary blade cutting edge and hit my head. Faltering, I saw the blade break. Running towards them I sunk my teeth into the throat of the man, Beowulf. As I turn I felt the sharp edge of another blade. This time there was torment. The other man had drawn his blade upon my body and I was injured. My vision started to fall flat and in torment I attempt to accumulate my quality back. Beowulf expelled an item from his corselet and sharp sensations overpowered me.