Tom ran up to the palace roof.
Roar! Swoosh!
He could hear the dragon coming closer.
Tom stared up at the dragon.
"Whoa," he cried.
The dragon was huge and green.
Flames shot from its mouth.
A peddler was throwing pots at the dragon.
A farmer dropped his milk cart and ran away.
Sizzle! Flags and bushes burned.
The dragon roared loudly and came closer.
It stopped and held its belly and roared again.
"Now!" Dirk yelled to the knights and servants.
"Attack that dragon!"
The knights threw their swords.
The servants threw their boulders.
Other men shot arrows.
Boom! Bam! The dragon swatted everything away.
Hot flames shot from its mouth.
Soon all the weapons were gone.
All the servants and knights were running away.
Dirk glared at Tom.
"I told you to stay downstairs!
Your magic will never work!"
Dirk ran away too.
Cat slipped out of Tom's pocket.
The dragon breathed again—and Cat's tail caught fire!
"There!" Tom pointed to a bucket of water.
Cat quickly dunked her tail.
"That's a huge dragon!" said Cat.
She jumped back into Tom's pocket.
"Dirk's right!" Tom moaned.
"My magic will never work!"