[Taryon hums, considering his options. It wouldn't be fun to have the adventure end right here, so he quickly comes up with an alternative outcome.]

It wobbles, weak but still alive. It glares at you, the one person still standing. As it rears back for a final attack, you hear clamoring down the main street. "There's a healer there! We have to get her to safety!" Some of the guards, including some people that you helped earlier in the day, have spotted you and are running your way. They fire several arrows at the wyrmling, not necessarily killing it, but distracting it from attacking you again. You have another chance to fight it or to help someone else.