<span style="color: orangered">"I have three problems with your plan. First...demons are not my friends, especially after what happened 1700 years ago. Second, you have not gained my trust; I care not if you can rain knives from the sky. I can breathe fire even in this form, with no toll to myself. Finally, I know dragon anatomy, not demon. That makes any spell more difficult to use on <span style="font-weight: bold">your</span> kind anyway. And I only smell like dragon to you Black, because you know the smell well. To anyone else, I smell just like any other human."</span><br/><br/>Drake did not feel like trying to further his point with more talking, and so with a huff, shooting some flame out of his nostrils, he walked back toward the rest of the group, and offered to show Skippy a simply spell.<br/><span style="color: orangered">"I can make you a small crystal which you can wear around your neck to light your way with just a simple spell, if you want it."</span>