She stood serenely before him her long elegant body glinting as the clouds passed, clear sky a shining blue the sun warm and happy over the Valley.  She looked over the mage<strong><em>"Of course I ate him I'm a dragon."</em></strong>she said a little impatiently as she slipped past him, but even as she did so the colors of her rich opal scales where fading and she steps faltered she let out a soft croon as her heavy body collapsed in the grass plumes of dark smoke swirling up from her nose as her head fell limply to one side her breathing heavy and labored as Evil magic ate away and warred with her own.<br/><br/><strong><em>"I might not win.. if My scales turn black, you must cut out my heart."</em></strong>she implored weakly turning her heavy head to look at him before it fell back into the soft green grass.