Just as the Dwarves were seething with rage, a ball of flame beside them whooshed to life, forming a lifelike Fire Dragon in midair.
Then, the Fire Dragon opened its eyes. Immense Dragon's Might descended, stunning every Dwarf into silence. The goats serving as mounts had their legs go weak and collapsed to the ground.
"Smaug!" The Dwarves' hearts grew heavy. This Fire Dragon had always been their nightmare.
"Messing with you? I'm not that free."
Andrew sneered. "My purpose was to lure you out, then burn every last one of you to death. Hahaha! You stupid Dwarves, did you really think I would reconcile with you?"
As Andrew spoke, the sky abruptly turned fiery red, as if a rain of flames could fall at any moment.
"A trap?"
The Dwarves were shocked and furious. Gloin roared, "Smaug, I'll fight you to the death!"
"We'll fight too!"
The other Dwarves shouted as well. Dwarves were stubborn, hot-tempered, and not particularly clever, but no one had ever said they lacked courage.
"I was only joking. Why are you all so worked up?"
At that moment, Andrew suddenly smiled. The fiery clouds in the sky vanished instantly, and even Dragon's Might dissipated.
The Dwarves were completely dumbfounded. You called that a joke? Gloin breathed a sigh of relief, then furiously shouted, "Smaug, you're messing with us again?"
"Hey, we may know each other, but don't go making things up. Believe it or not, I'll sue you for slander?"
Andrew said, "This time, I was messing with you, but not last time. Battlefields change constantly. You weren't sent out this time because of strategic needs, not because I was messing with you. Understand?"
Because of the earlier scare, the Dwarves did not dare act too recklessly. Gloin demanded, "Then why didn't you tell