“The rest of the watch is dead too,” he said, as he stuck his scaly arms one at a time into the water. Now that she was up close, she could see the dragon was wearing a vest. It looked a little like the ones she’d seen human ponies wearing around Othar, if it had been sewn by someone who’d never sewn before in their life out of secondhoof scrap materials. The little weapons and tools inside looked simiarly jury-rigged. “No, someone more powerful than Ember sent me.”