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 monitored my fortune. My family and I had taken it from a human's town that we once seethed upon. I took my offer and put it on the upland heath covered in a pushcart. No man ought to have seen it or even gotten an impression of these gems shimmering in the light of the sun. I was secluded from this world in light of 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 cart. The day I returned to my refuge I realized something was absent. The valuable cup made of gold and gems had vanished. Furious and loaded with rage I set out to search out the pitiable criminal, while coming back to my hand truck various of time to check whether my eyes had tricked me. The gold fortune cup was still not a single where in sight. I will consume them all to remains. The rage that I had was wild. I could feel the indignation gradually making its why through my body, and until I found the hoodlum I would contain it. There were such a significant number of these animals how was I to know which one had my fortune cup. They are on the whole 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 purported 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 disturbed me first!† I thundered back. † You are on your own at that point. For in the event that one gold fortune cup merits beginning a war once again, at that point so be it! Be that as it may, 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 distant 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 disguise my indignation until the opportune time. I went out and about set everything ablaze. That was my serious mix-up for the time being my hand truck was presently 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 forthcoming fight. I didn't have a lot to fear, for my breath could accomplish more damage than the entirety of their blades joined. 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 desiring 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. Yet, 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. Recovering my certainty I continued upon them. Ha! Take a gander at that old numb-skull. 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 idiot. 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, yet as I look not so much as a scratch was on me. I'm invulnerable! The appearance of stun supplanted the brave articulation Beowulf once had. I wrapped him with a gigantic fire of fire I created at that accurate second. Different people with him ran off like quitters towards security. The pioneer was left there fending off the flares. I halted in celebrated in my magnificence, yet 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 ensuring his pioneer. The pioneer shaking stood up and swung his extraordinary sword 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 come up short and in torment I attempt to assemble my quality back. Beowulf expelled an item from his corselet and sharp sensations overpowered me.