Leon didn't have anyone proficient in Healing Magic under his command. Cecilia had to resort to taking alchemical potions… but potions cost money, and she was unwilling to spend. Thus, she could only rely on her self-healing ability. Fortunately, it was just a surface wound, and dragons naturally had powerful regeneration capabilities.
The minor wounds had already healed, but the larger ones hadn't scabbed over yet. Every movement brought a dull pain. Unable to sleep and with nothing better to do, Cecilia lay at the volcano's edge, discussing strategies to deal with Danalan with Salovis.
As a Green Dragon, Cecilia's approach was straightforward: find a way to corrupt that Elf City and turn all its elves to the forces of evil. If she could occupy that Elf City, she wouldn't hesitate to move her lair there, no matter how troublesome the process.
Salovis's idea was even simpler: pillage, burn, and slaughter.
