The Dragon Witch started monologuing in the green glow of the stage as she was around some creature subjects and some stalactites.
“Who does he think he is rallying in to save the day? There’s nothing to save here, but he’s too blind to notice those little details.” She ranted. “Let Edmunston come. He’ll soon know how wrong he is to trifle with us.”
There she was looking menacing. She wore a long black and red outfit that covered her body. The witch bared her fangs as she talked and her skin was a darker shade of green than the lights.
…and to think this was just rehearsal.
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