As the golden dragon took the last of his bites, Galderon was not disturbed by the other dragon's conversations. That is until he heard of a faint cry for help nearby. His head reared up from the carcass, licking his chops neatly and inspected the wounded dragon. Stormy has indeed lost a lot of blood and will ultimately die if her wound is not healed. Luckily for her, Galderon is experienced in healing measures, so without further ado, he springs his wings up into the sky, radiating his wings in the sunlight. The light was then shown on Stormy's wound, which with only slight jolts of pain, would begin to heal the wound. After around a minute of this, the wound had healed completely. Galderon folds his wings as he makes a small grunt.

"Your kindness will not be forgotten..." he says as he stands nobly, "I reward those who show true acts of kindness towards others."