Then before the mighty dragon king, another purple dragon approach him and gazed upon him with her pale yellow eyes. But she was no ordinary dragon, but in fact the shapeshifting witch Uulonda. She was notorius through out the kingdom for her devious schemes and tricks upon the young children. She hungered for them everyday, for their youthful essence kept her young and immortal. But her hunger was gnawing for more than ever and no child she came across would sustain her enough. So she now turned her sights to the dragon king. "His essence will sustain me for quite some time, and once I devour him this land shall be mine." she silently thought. The clever and suductive witch began to shameless flirt with the guibale king and soon won his trust. "You are by far the most lovely creature my eyes have every laid upon." the dragon king said. "Why thank you, my lord." Uulonda replied. "How would you like to be my lifetime mate?" the dragon king asked with a spark in his eye. "I shall accept on one condition"Uulonda said. "Yes my dear, whatever you wish is yours." he replied. "Close your eyes and I'll present you with the most glorious gift." Uulonda said. The first dragon did so, and the purple dragon grinned with glee. Then speaking the magic words that ever victim of her magic dreaded the most "Uulonda, Mlonda, Klonda!" she cast her spell upon the foolish dragon king. In a puff of smoke, the dragon king vanished and in his place was a mere lizard. Uulonda looked down on her victim and in a flash of fangs engulfed the former king and down her gullet he went. Falling and falling forever more to the bottomless pit that was the witch's belly. Then in another puff of smoke, Uulonda resumed her true form. The tall, silver haired siren calling witch that had fooled and devoured yet another victim. Her rotund belly buldged and gurgled with triumph. Grinning still and rubbing her prized victim within her stomach, Uulonda laughed with a cold and cruel  essence. Soon the dragon king's powers would now be hers. Uulonda would claim this land as her own. "Foolish king, never trust a witch in serpent's clothing" she proclaimed as she continued her victorious belly rubbing. Nothing gave her more pleasure than to swallow a victim. To enter a state of such euphoria was unlike anything else. In fact it was more than euphoria, it was something new. It was Euvoria! The pleasure of swallowing! "Yes, Euvoria! A perfect name for such a feeling, such a power. And soon to be the power that will build my witchdom!" she cackled in cruel joy.