Fighting the Ember Dragon[2]

Rhett gritted his teeth so hard it felt like it would break into pieces. The dragon flew over him, the rider of the dragon with the quite gigantic sword waving it in a whooosh!, aimed at him.

Rhett muffled his shout and quickly lunged sideways, to his left and the sword aimed at his head, bruised the ground and made a big line mark on it.

Rhett stood up and braced himself for the dragon. He didn't care the consequences, he was going to slay it. He breathed heavily as he watched the dragon roll round, coming at him now.

Rhett knelt, and when I mean knelt I mean he knelt with motion, taking himself to slid on his knees forward. Like some footballer celebrating a goal, instead, his was in attack.