"Foolish mortal. You'r grief shall pass, but yet you clinge to it like your life would end in a second, and it was the only thing you could be left with! You shall not die this day, for you have amused me! Now watch, and ripe the result of your handiwork! The revenge you yearned for will be yours now!" The dragon flapped it's great wings, hovering it up into the air. On the cavern wall, there was a small natural outcroping, which the large Red Dragon put her down in. There was no way down, except for a clean drop, that'd not be very healthy for her.<br/><br/>Then the dragon strode to work, searing across the large cavern, it's flames strook upon the goblin holes, incinirating them in the numbers. Men, women, children, entire families and their homes, as the flames spread like a chain through the interlinked caverns. Paniced goblins was fleeing in all direction, and the red dragon continued it's flaming assault, picking up a handfull of them at the time, tossing them into it's mouth, ripping them in half...<br/><br/>The whole scene was over in minutes. All goblins lied dead across the floor, or the caves, or inside the dragons stomach. Hundreds of them. Very few had goten away, as the pasasges had easily been cluttered up by many fleeing goblins, which became an easy target for roasting. The stench of burnt flesh filled the cave.