A snipit from my story

"Maroc fell, lost his breath, and got covered in what he guessed was one of the dragon warrior's blood. This would make anyone uneasy at best, but not frightened. What firightened Maroc so badly that he nearly pucked, was what he saw underneath the bed.
It was the decapitated head of the dragon that lived here. The head was laying on the right side of it's face, it's maw agape, blood pooling around it. The worst part, though, was that the entire left side of the face was completley burned off, and the right eye was missing. It was a gruesome sight."