I chuckled, running back over the things Celestine had told me. She had said them the way you say a thing you have checked twice.
Dragons were as old as the gods, and for some reason they had been scrubbed off the world entirely. Which meant this thing standing in the temple, breathing on the far side of a hall I could not see the end of, was far older than any of my villainesses. Older than all of them stacked end to end. This was a real threat. A real one…
"At the end of the day, it's just a dragon."
The creature… the said… 'just a dragon' shifted its head over the hall, and with that one slow movement the entire place was already breaking and falling apart, massive stone debris tearing off the roof and coming down in slabs, the barely standing pillars folding in on themselves one after another until the dust rolled over us knee-high.
Forget fighting the bastard, surviving its presence was going to be impossible.
But I had a solution.
