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Draco nodded a the description of the old Brass Dragon. "Yes that's him." He said calmly. At the mention of he battle, he nodded. "First I toyed with her; then I grew bored, and began to destroy her, corrupting one limb at a time until only her heart and head were left." He paused.

"That's when... it intervened." He said. He raised his arm, a bolt of shadow-lightning slamming through the ground towards his body. Suddenly it was repulsed back as a bolt of pure light, slamming into the cave wall. "The Light, and it's servants intervened, and struck down my weakened form. Then The Light Itself tore what you see now from my body; ensuring I would never again return to full power. It's servants sealed my body here, It's students sealed my soul in their temple." he growled.

He looked to the pedestal, and nodded. "She did. I could have killed her and her apparent mate there, but...something stopped me. Pride, I assume. I want to fight that....whore when she's at her best. Just to see her crumble." He clenched his fist.

"Taris...report to your mother; tell her I'm here. I need her .... ideas." he paused before he sat in the chair again, and stared into the flames.