He watched the slowly cascading and spreading mayhem, and simply glanced at his mate.<em>Do I want to know? I realize that was likely the culmination of several decades of work, but... what?</em><br/><br/>He kept the story going, as he described what should have been an epic duel between dragon and lich, but the dragon was armed with a lich destroying feather duster (created due to a poorly timed sneeze during the creation process), while the lich ran, jumped, and scurried about like a ferret. All of which made the duel more like a slapstick comedy routine than a fight to the death, but with the lich carrying the soul of Even's now mate, a gorgeous copper dragoness, it had been deathly serious at the time.