She hadn't meant to look her prey in the eye. In all honesty, she was just going to shoot it then use her sword to get a clean stab. The job was going to be an easy one, just a routine kill the dragon get the reward. Those jobs always went smoothly. Besides, it seemed that the dragons always came to a sort of understanding with her. It was either she kill it or it kill her. The dark haired woman would be damned if she would just lie down and die in front of one of her kills. Kacela took a ragged breath, keeping her hand on her bow. Something was pulsing through her veins. Her brown eyes searched the eyes of the dragon in front of her. They held a depth the woman didn't want to even try to touch. She just had to stab it. Its heart was right there. Just a single stab... She just needed to inch a bit forward... Her arm refused to work. Everything felt frozen. Kacela couldn't move. She was going to die. The sun beat down on the two as the air felt saturated with heat. The dust had settled. Rocks jabbed up around the two, making the perfect settlement for a dragon. Nothing dared get close to the two. It seemed as if the whole world understood just how important this interaction was. The air seemed to wait for one of the two to make the first move.