“What the.. oh heck.. is, was… a dragon?” Alan felt tense; almost unable to move, possibly terrified was the right description. “It’s HUGE!!” It had clearly seen them. At one point its stare seemed to pierce through him like a laser. Indeed, he thought he had seen it lick its lips. Maybe this was induced by the fact that he himself was now feeling very hungry. He hadn’t eaten since before the party, give or take the odd cocktail sausage and perhaps a few too many Twiglets. There hadn’t been time to salvage anything from the ship either.<br/><br/>Flix was edgy, “Why did it do that? Why didn’t it attack us? .. I don’t want it to..   but what’s it waiting for? What was it doing in there?” She pressed herself to Arkain, rubbing herself against him, enquiring, “Did you see anything in there?” She almost sounded jealous.