Dragon. Russia

Story. Avdonina P.M., Kushva:

"My father, then still a boy, was driving through the forest with his grandfather. Suddenly he looks, and behind them a ball of fire is flying, it's all ablaze, and behind his burning tail is rushing. And my grandfather knew how to speak evil spirits. He talked some incomprehensible words, and the balloon stopped, sat down on their sleigh, on the very ass, sitting quietly.

Grandfather asks: "Where are you going?"

Unclean and responds: "There is a widow here alone, everything is pining, everything is crying, calling me. I'm going to comfort her."

And his grandfather said to him: "So that you don't dare, unclean spirit, to appear any more, otherwise I will hit you."

Either grandfather really had power over him, or something else, but only this ball slid off the sledge and immediately melted, as if it had never existed, and never appeared in his grandfather's village again."