When a small colony of dragonwyrms began to populate the caves near the little town, the people didn't want to hear the warnings of wisemen and magicians who had researched this species. The wyrms' civilization included a ritual, for which they sent their offspring into towns of other species, to gather living prey and bring it back to the elders. If they succeeded, they were considered adult wyrms in their population. Early in the morning, when most people in the town were still asleep and the morning fog obscured everything that was further than a few steps away, a group of young dragonwyrms attacked the walls and broke through. A lonely adventurer, who happened to arrive in the town after a long journey courageously defends the streets.Haven't done much drawing recently, so this was really fun. As usual, the adventurer and the wyrm were done in ballpointpen, the background was done with pencil.