The Wyrm roared loudly flailing his tail around in defiance. It showed its fangs in intimidation and flickered his tongue as it hissed. The sounds it was making began to bring in a crowd, not a crowd of fairies and werewolves though. They were relatives of the dragon family that began to pour in to watch the challenge. The dragon family banded together with those that were kin. They would watch this match and accept the outcome as a unit. They could not readily accept an outsider. This was how dragons have existed and kept safe. The knowledge of their where abouts have always been very secretive. An outsider could expose their lairs and jeopardize their kind. This was something they could not allow. So, in true dragon fashion, a duel would settle the matter at hand. The loser would accept
