I pushed myself up from the floor and drew my sword. I am going to kill that blasted tiefling for that.
He began shouting at me. Behind me I could hear orcs running towards us. I grabbed my shield off of my back.
Looking at the tiefling, I say, "Stay behind me if you want to survive."
I charged the orcs. The closest one swung his axe at me, which I blocked with my shield. An underhanded swing of my blade severed his arm at the shoulder and carried on through his head. Spinning around, I cut the legs off of another one.
Turning to face a group running towards me, I let loose a blast of fiery death. I roared like a dragon, the sound echoing through the halls of the ruins. An arrow streaked past me, striking a charging orc in the chest. I impaled his corpse on my sword.
It seemed that the orcs had been eliminated. I heard the sound of another dragon roaring. Looking up, I saw a wyvern diving from above. Its target was the tiefling standing next to me.
I shoved him out of the way. I could see the wyvern's stinger aimed directly at my chest. I swung my sword a moment too late, severing the tail just behind the barb of the stinger. I felt a horrible burning in my side.
The wyvern reared back in pain, and I took the opportunity to stab it in the heart. It fell to the ground and began flailing as it died. It kicked me into a wall thirty feet away.
The poison was starting to work, and it is very potent. I could feel it flowing in my veins, and collapsed from its effects.