Ancalagon laughs at the first ones response, and says, "Well, if you two younglings are having a picnic, mind if I join you two? And yes, I did beat her, but she serves me now, so you two would be mine now anyway. Let me get the chain, and the you two can tell me your names. Mine is Ancalagon."<br/><br/>Stepping back, he casts greater dispel magic upon the chains, hoping to free the two wyrmlings.<br/><br/>[dispel magic, greater = 26]