The tension in the air is thick enough to cut with a knife, as Kamariel makes her way into the cave. "I figure you must have a good reason. Much the same as keeping a blue and a gold dragon?" "Balance, wasn't it?" Krystal says. "I suppose it makes sense, if you look at it that way, although, really... I don't remember you being this much of a playboy when I was around you last." "What... what was that... thing?"