"Big words you speak to your king... Humph, I'm wounded and you think its ok to stand against me" the dragon pulls himself closer bitting into the bars. "Your lucky I don't kill you or put your soul into a gargoyle... Not because I can't, just because I like you... And for your info, I am your king and you are my servant..." the dragon says trying to pick himself up but unable to. "Basicly the island claimed you and I own this island... Do you shale serve me for trespassing... No hard feelings." the dragon feels snapping in his back leg as it again bleeds as he crys in pain. "Oh, why does my leg have to hurt." he says noticing her start to leave the dragon grabs her leg and states, "You must bring me to the castle so my leg can be treated... Please I need medicine for it or it won't heal...".