[color=red][h3]Drizzak[/h3][/color][hr]The goblin, now thoroughly derobed, awoke within his cage with a start. His paleness was easy to pick out between the bars as he hopped to his feet and attempted to walk out of the cage, only to meet with its wall with a resounding CLANG. 

It didn't take long for the goblin's cries of pain and distress to turn into frustrated growls of annoyance as she rattled at the bars. His arms shook with rage as the bars rattled to and fro. They did not move much. Finally, Drizzak slumped against the bars uselessly. Yet again he is reminded of his goblinoid limitations. Bound to this shell, he was easily contained and stripped of the belongings that he held so dear.

The dragon, once proud, had been caged. This saddened Drizzak. For but a moment. From within him rose a noise. Small at first, but it grew in intensity to become a terrible cacophonous shriek of rage.

The small goblin, in all his impotent rage, began to pound and scratch and claw and bite at his confinements. No one cages the dragon. No one stops the dragon. He began to chant, powering himself on as he rebelled against his surroundings. Blood was beginning to trickle from his hands and he bashed again and again.

[color=red]"RIP. TEAR. KILL. EAT. RIP. TEAR. KILL. EAT."[/color]

The little white horror ran back and forth, rebounding off the walls of its cage in a show of self-destructive force. Were the bars beginning to bend? Was the lock beginning to creak? The screams from Drizzak sounded out above all other noises as his attempt to escape surged on. His cage rocked back and forth as he threw his caution to the wind and flung himself at the wall again and again and again.

The dragon was angered now. [b]There was no stopping it.[/b]