If I were in the lead, I would log out. I was stupid enough to let her in the lead. Why did I do that? We are in an impossible situation, somewhere inside a dragon's lair with no way out, or at least the known way blocked through a magical barrier, and my avatar is controlled by my alter ego, who thinks she is a fairy and this is a real world. I'll fucking die here.

“I am going to make some light. This is no attack, just a little light so that we can see each other.”

Why is she talking loud? Does she think that the dragon understands her? Or is it for the tone? I felt that itchy feeling on the two sides of my head again. Growing horns. Why would she need horns here? There are no compu... OK, there are computers that control the game, but magic was never a problem here?

“Don't.”

To hear that voice was a surprise. A strange guttural voice made by a giant throat. Was this the dragon? Fucking fuck, it seems it can talk? Or is there somebody here controlling the dragon? What kind of beast are we facing?

“I would like to see you.”

Why is she so stubborn? If he does not like to be seen, maybe she should leave it so. We should concentrate on finding ways to leave here as long as the beast does not attack us.

“I can see you. That should be enough for the two of us; there is no need for light.”

How? Can it see in the infrared?

White Flower is doing something. I got that itchy feeling now inside my horns. Gaaah, to feel the need to scratch inside your inexistent horns, I'll never get used to this feeling.

Then I was confused. Slowly I started to see something. What did she do? This is no light?

Yes, strange lines appeared in the air, and the contour of a giant dragon was now discernable. No, not the outline, but rather the veins, the arteries, blood vessels and nerves? Maybe bones too? Yes, partially.

She answered happily:

“OK. No light. I can see you now.”

The voice took a mocking tone.

“Impossible”

It made some noise like a laugher, and then the tail of the dragon moved lazily in my direction... and White Flower ducked, avoiding it. The tail stood immobile in the air, then came again, and White Flower stepped to the side, avoiding it with amused laughter. I am happy both are amused, as long as I do not serve as the main course. As it tried to pin me down, White Flower moved further to the side.

He was not laughing anymore.

“This... this.. is not possible... How do you do this? Hey, wait? Where are you?”

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“I am here!”

I saw how he turned, surprised towards my position.

What did she do?

The dragon was now alarmed. Congratulations, White Flower, you have transformed the lazy dragon into an alarmed, aggressive dragon. It stood on its feet and was probably preparing for a fight when White Flower did the most unexpected thing. She turned me luminescent. I was now a luminescent target in the darkness. The only clearly visible thing in the whole cavern. He grunted:

“Oh. Much better so. Now stay like this and be quiet! I want to sleep.”

The dragon put his head again on its forelegs and yawned. A huge yawn displaying a cavernous mouth filled with shark sharp teeth.

He raised his head again.

“How could you see me? How did you disappear?”

White Flower grinned and stepped forward, getting closer to the dragon. I tried to protest, but she was completely ignoring me. She started to talk as a teacher to kids:

“You can see the warmth of our bodies; that is why you could see us in the dark. But if I hide my warmth, you cannot see me. You think I cannot see you because you have no warmth. Black dragons are cold as rocks, isn't it? But you are full of magic. I can see magic, little dragon.”

He jumped on its feet instantly, his head coming dangerously close to my face. As he nervously spoke, specks of saliva flew to my face.

“Don't you dare call me like that, you little insect! And stop talking to me; I don't like talking to my food; that's depressing!”

Instead of jumping three giant steps backwards, White Flower put her feet on a stone and leaned on one elbow over her knee cleaning her face with her other hand.

“I did not know black dragons have an insect diet?”

Is she trying to play smart ass with a dragon? To my surprise, he snorted, rolling his eyes, then shrugged and sighed:

“That was a form of speaking, not... Oh, did I not tell you to shut up?”

“Yeah, sure. Just let me heal my friends first, OK?”

He sighed again.

“Do you really hope that with the help of the whole team, you can do something against me?”

She smelled her hand:

“You have an unhealthy diet here, and my friend there has a bag with food. He could feed us all.”

“I doubt he has enough food for me. Look, I know what you are trying to do. You hope to make friends with me so that I will not eat you. Do you see that little dead goblin resting on the wall? Yeah, we've been friends, me and Edina. The orcs had not sent any more food inside here as long as she lived. You see how emaciated she is? I can live long without food, but you cannot. There is nothing to eat here in this cave, not even flowing water. You need to absorb water from the air. That she could not do. How long will his bag last for us? One day? I don't want to watch another friend dying of thirst and hunger, do you understand me? I don't want to be your friend!”

Flo sighed and got even closer to him. She could almost touch his snout. His giant eyes were watching me warily. She spoke softly, with a surprising motherly tone:

“But we are already friends, my little dragon.”

His eyes went round. White Flower was displaying something in the air around me, as he was looking shocked at me. Translucent wings made of magic were deployed behind my back, and two majestic horns were adorning my head. And he stuttered:

“This... this... this cannot be possible? Aunt Flo? Is it you in there?”

“Yes, my dear little Sid, it is me!”

And she went to kiss that snout. I was almost enthusiastically thrown in the air and subsequently transformed into pasta.

“Aunt Flo, Aunt Flo! You came to rescue me! Aunt Flo!”

He started to jump frenetically. A miracle saved my life, or maybe Cala's reflexes.

Rescue him? At least he was not going to eat us in the next five minutes.