Lloyd sat up, rubbing his throbbing head.
"W-where am I?" He asked himself. Lloyd was sitting in a grassy field, smoke rising over a single mountain in the distance. "What the heck?" He stood up, shaky on his feet, and walked towards the smoke. When he got there, what he saw shocked him.
He was now standing at the edge if a viking village, people bustling by. But that wasn't what shocked him the most. All throughout the town, there were dragons. Some of them were blues, greens and yellows with spikes on their tails. Others looked like living masses of rocks with tiny wings. There were two-headed ones and fire-colored dragons.
"Where am I?"