Dragon of the earth, I will find you again and this time I will kill you.

A lone Deathsong stood in the middle of a Dragon Sanctuary. Her blue eye was glinting evilly. Her other eye was nonexistent. A dragon had torn it of when it first met her. It diminished her abilities, but they were still there.

Dragon of discord, harken to me.

The Deathsong looked to the Alpha. Her gaze was threatening, but curious.

You will have many chances to kill that dragon, but I tell you now to be quiet and not to disrpt my sanctuary.

The Deathsong nodded. She shook her muzzle, but it was still tied up with that same vine Echogreen had tied her up with all those months prior.

Revenge was near.