Curse to Respite"You're just a hatchling."
"Why can't you learn how to grow up!?"
"Your parents never cared for you, why should we?"
Hooked claws scored the stone wall of an already-scarred wall. Deep grooves tore into the stone like a loaf of bread splitting beneath a blade, pebbles scattering across the solid, equally scarred floor.
"You're not a hatchling. You're LOWER than one!"
"No wonder why your parents left you!"
A thunderous roar, wracked with rage and agony, screeched throughout the fiery pits of the lair. It echoed repeatedly, bounding and rebounding, until it sounded like there was a full chorus of suffering reptilian beasts.
"Stay here. You won't be able to handle the fight."
The voice of her parents permeated her mind. She slid to the ground in a heap of shaking emerald scales. Her long, thin jaw, sporting hooked, overlarge teeth, lay partially open on the floor. Thick clouds of black smoke emitted from the dragon's jaws upon each exhalation. One gold
The Sapphire Pyramid
Mak'Ahakai swung his lean, narrow head up into the air. Enwrapped in studded leather armor as black as pitch, he had much changed since the first time Morbax had entered the realm. Undeath had left him, nursed back to life by the alchemist's potions. Flesh had grown where none had been before... and now he strongly resembled that subterranean strand of beast known simply as a Lantern.
The tail that was his namesake lashed up over his head, the glowing orb anchored to the tip of it illuminating his surroundings. The crystals that grew from his flesh glinted and shone... but not in the soft silver light of his own bioluminescent, aqua-skinned body. A quiet hiss escaped him in confusion, eyeless jaw of a head swinging first one way, then the other. The world was starting to glow an emberous orange. The dark, twisted trees of the forest were being lit up in a haunted, fiery glow. The thickly-fleshed antennae on his head twitched... and finally, his nose pointed up towards the sky.