A huge shape blocked the light at the top of the cave. Wing beats filled the air and a roar made the ground tremble.
Gyio glanced up as the red-orange creature swooped down and landed on the stone, hidden within the shadows. Its claws scraped the rock, and two bright yellow eyes stared menacingly forward.
"You have it?" Gyio unfolded his wings, stretched them.
The shape snarled. "Of course." It stepped forward, and thrust a small figure into the patch of light. It struggled vainly. The shadowy shape laughed. "Foolish humans. They come and fight us, and still they haven't learned! We're not going to go away anytime soon." The creature growled in satisfaction.
Gyio narrowed his eyes. "The king is an idiot. With any luck he'll send some foolhardy knight. And then the plan will fall into place."
"They will go to the dragon who lives nearest to them." The dark shape shifted slightly, and a shaft of sunlight gleamed on fiery scales. "Like we want them to. He is the only one who knows, and he will be destroyed. But there will be no evidence of our part in it all." Its eyes blazed in the darkness. "And then we will overthrow Krenmar, and we will make the humans scurry to their hiding places."
Gyio noticed a hungry glint in the yellow orbs as the red-orange creature spoke.
"Dragons will rule the land again."