"You said we were fakes, phonies, tales conjured up to get Dragonkind in shape after the Dark Age, Cloudjumper." I say, my eyes narrow down to her recovering state as we floated amidst the estate. Her large wings beating slowly, but still keeping her afloat.
"Doesn't sound like you really detest us all that much, does it?"
"N-no…! You are just another Dark Dragon in my way. I'll kill you, then…then—I'll become stronger! Yes…I can feel it."
She promotes it as if it's an EXP kill during a quest, but it's not. She's Pre-Alpha, but you don't become Alpha by killing another one, if that's what she's trying to get at.
No…it's starting to sound more like delusion now.
Heavy delusion.
"Cloudjumper, there's something not adding up. Why be pent up all over this single dragon? I haven't done much to you, really I haven't." I add-on.
