I gasp. So does everyone around me. Catbird is twice as big as Lilypad!
"What?" Catbird roars. She looks furious, and even a little... Scared? Why would she be scared? She is so much bigger than Lilypad, she could easily beat her in a one on one fight.
"We will do it now," Lilypad orders.
"At the Royal Arena," Catbird clarifies. Everyone is down here in the hall, so there is no problem getting everyone out there. The oldest dragon here, a Mudwing-Seawing hybrid named Rust, is starting the battle.
"Get into your positions, get set and... FIGHT!" He roars. Lilypad leaps up into the air. Catbird traces her path, but strangely enough, she doesn't try and use her fire. Her best tactic for challengers is to burn them in the air, then kill them on the ground. Why isn't she doing that now?
Finally, Catbird blasts Lilypad with her fire. I expect to see her falling to the ground, but no, she is staying in the air. Now everything makes sense! Lilypad was obviously born from a blood red egg, giving her immunity to fire, and explaining Catbird's fear.
Lilypad charges at catbird, and blasts her eyes with fire. Catbird falls to the ground in pain.
"I can't see!" She screams. Eventually she stops thrashing. Her heart is still. Her scales are cold. Lilypad is the new queen of the mudwings.
"All hail Queen Lilypad!" Rust calls.
"Queen lilypad!" The crowd cheers.
"The old queen is dead! Long live the queen!" Some of them call. I turn to Lilypad, who had just landed alongside me.
"Yes," Lilypad clarifies before I can ask. "I will ally with you in this new war