Tiamat: *briefly looks down at Rhyderi before snorting toward him* Be gone, meager creature. Do not think me of a creature of small intellect. *with that, she lowers her head toward Milena* Hmm… *narrows her eyes as she senses the disease from Milena*
Desiree: *yelps as she’s pushed to the ground by the power of the dragon’s gusts as well as the thump produced with the creature lands. She then stumbles toward Kalysto* What is that doing here?