Ross was talking to a stern looking women with a green dragon at her feet. It snarled at Rhoda, and she crouched next to me. I knelt down and tried to comfort her. I whispered to her in a comforting voice and then talked to her in my head. Rhoda, what's wrong? I asked. She wouldn't answer and I tried again. Rhoda, come on. What's wrong? I couldn't hear what that dragon told you. Please Rhoda! She whimpered, and then she said Fire and Blood. Fire and Blood.
I stood up and walked over to Ross. To the stern woman I said, " Tell your dragon to stop or I shall stop your dragon for you." She frowned and glared at me. " Don't tell me what to do," she hissed. " I am your superior. I can tell you to stop whenever I want to," I replied. " Superior?" She asked. " Surely not. You are only a teenager." " No I am not," I snarled. The woman smiled, and mentally whispered to her dragon. Her dragon unleashed a burst of flames directed at the support beams of the building.
