He growled loudly as he little show that she was just toying with him. He was a dragon, powerful and might. He was going to rule everything with an iron fist and kill everything that came in his way. Then, there was a yalup of pain as he felt her claws dig into his back. Her words stinging as much as the pain on his back. That was it, the last stray in his will. The blade of his weapon turned to fight again, and then he turned. But the fire was a black color this time. He smiled, feeling power running through his body, power that was more then anything he had felt before. He jabbed at her shoulder this time, not caring at all if she phase or all. He put a lot of power into the jab, wanting it to hurt her, wanting it to harm her more then anything else.<br/><br/>"Fuck you, whore. Dodge this if you can bitch."