hehe!!! My theory was EXACTLY the same! I wrote this, just after I finished watching. It is not betaed yet and only a drabble.

Burned.

Burned all over but still slightly moving.

“Quinn?” The question is only scarcely audible against my ear, I feel him grab my hand.

“Creedy!” My face is floated with water and tears. I thought he was dead. Something must have crushed him into a small hidden cavern. He survived the dragon’s attack.

I’m afraid to touch him, to move him out of this space. I do it anyway. He groans and weeps in pain until I’ve laid him down onto the last dry spot, where he passes out.

I put the last medicine onto my lover’s wounds.

Praying again.