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Just then...the roof of the manor split in two as the flaming red dragon crashed in, scattering the euphoric crowd into rainbow clouds of smoke and energy. The dragon landed, grabbed me in its talons, and carried me up to the top of its head.
The worried droid stopped beside the huge window, it's metallic glass casting a Violet hue across the floor of the transport capsule. Xarg would be slithering off that ugly old heap of rusty steel he calls a spaceship any minute now... She shivered... and this time, it had nothing to do with the cold.