Emmie was already flying above the arena on Lills. She swooped down into the arena with a soft and light thud as she tumbled off, landing on her feet. She patted Lills who gave her a soft nudge of love in return, and Emmie looked around the arena at the others.
She sighed. She may not have a tough name like any of the others, but she felt she had a special connection with dragons. Then again, didn't everyone these days? Sigh, there was nothing unique about her. She was like any other ordinary viking girl. She leaned against Lills with another deep sigh.
A sudden something happened. Emmie did not quite know what, but she fell with yet another soft thud to the ground. "What in almighty was that?!" she softly wondered aloud.