<span style="color: red">"I've seen Nail on a bad day, ain't nothing pretty about watching a drake try to chase you down with only two workin' legs." </span>She laughed quietly and shook her head.<span style="color: red"> "What's better than a little bloodshed than a whole LOT of bloodshed with a heavily armed friend, hey? That beauty right there?" </span>She motioned to her rifle.<span style="color: red">"I once pinned a full grown green through the skull from nearly three-hundred meters out. They couldn't even smell me. Nail quite enjoyed her feast that day, Spite too though she'll never admit to it."</span><span style="color: green">"You killed a mother!"</span><span style="color: red">"I smashed the eggs while I was there!" </span><span style="color: green">"I swear one of these days I'm going to end you for the way you treat our kind!" </span>Thrak laughed hardly and looked back at Spite who was standing at the base of the stairs.<span style="color: red">"You'll, what? Shift into your form and stumble around blindly with only two working legs? Get out of here you crippled lizard."</span>The dragon disguised as a human growled then stomped back up stairs<span style="color: red">. "Yeah, so I make a sport of hunting Greens out in the Swamp of Sorrows. I always harvest the meat, and the bones are good for new inventions."</span>She grinned wide and hit Ashia's shoulder, a hard blow but still playful from the powerful crossbreed.<span style="color: red">"Good on ya, I've conjured myself a dick or two in the past. Good times. I know what you did to Miriam, I have cameras all over the house and outside it. I can go back and watch it whenever I want. What I'd pay to be able to do that a few women... I wonder how well you'd fare with me in bed. You'll have to pay me a visit some time, you seem like you'd be a least half a ton of fun."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>