((Oops, thought there was one more in the mix...))<br/><br/>The black dragon smirks at the huge toothed metal balls, With a twist she slides right between the two, one wing sweeping low and tearing a thin swath through the trees.  As the gold dragon comments, she smirks, "Shame?  You're kidding, right?"  She charges right into the dragon with a powerful bite to the neck.  She can tell he's ready to dodge or block, but one scratch is all she needs.