Ancalagon screams in pain, he had nothing to reduce the hit now, in his normal form, and realizes that the opponents are getting tougher the more powerful he gets. He staggers back, cursing with pain, and goes through the forms in his head, eventually picking one that he is familiar with, and is glad the polymorph spells heals him when he casts it.<br/><br/>He casts the spell, and feels himself turning into a full dragon again, and also feels Raura expanding as well.<br/><br/>Looking down at the flame wraiths, he snarls, "I am a dragon, and fire is my companion. I live and breath it. Now, either back off, or die!"<br/><br/>[polymorph to 32HD ancient dragon, DR 15/magic<br/>And sorry about the name typo, I was tired, and got my 18 odd games confused.]