"This is the Dragon Mound, its sacred to most dragons and these abominations dare step foot here," I said to the dragon who arrived. "I'm going to rid of them, you can help if you'd like but it's not necessary." I'm glad he doesn't recognize my human form, otherwise this could have been another scornful meeting. Most dragons don't like me because I'm 'nice'. Nice for a dragon and as a human.

"Nice some competition! You are on!" I ran toward an undead, slid under him and cut his legs off. I then kept running but turned to shoot a lightning bolt from my hand through its head. "You'll have to do better than that to beat me." I called back with a grin. I then stabbed another straight through the head and pulled it out the side, slicing through another head in the process. We were making a good dent, only around sixteen more left.

Wow big dragon, darn I'll look like a runt. "If you insist..." I said to the other dragon. I continued to run towards the remaining 5 undead and I dove into the air and transformed into my Dragon self. I quickly tore two undead apart without stopping and then grabbed one and threw it up in the air. As the one flew up I engulfed the remaining three in a wave of electricity, completely frying them. I then faced upward and shocked the undead that was coming back down from being thrown. I the flew around facing the other dragon and asked, "What are you called, may I ask?" I was curious on how he hadn't caught wind of me "supposed" to be scorned by most dragons.

"Really? Thats great! Well not great but I know how you feel at least." I said landing and turning into my human form. " My name is Fareten The Light. I'm sort of an outcast also because of my size, I'm a 'nice' dragon and human, and I prefer my human form." I said not really embarassed, but kind of proud of myself. "Freedom and fun is great, I think it's worth being an outcast most of the time."