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So the White Doves had more than one goal, then. It offended her that she could not know them. They had taken her from her home, and for some reason, the Guildmaster did not want to tell her what he planned. There was a lack of trust between the two, but honestly, she didn't expect much for their first meeting. The dark-scaled dragoness snarled deeply as she prowled after her rider, who led her deeper into the dome-like structure. Nyx didn't know what Sigil was planning. She had thought that he would try to get her let him mount her, but she would do no such thing. Well, at least for the moment. The thought of someone being on her back sent shivers down her spine as they approached a windowless building. She did not know what it was; perhaps it was some sort of place where they kept equipment and weapons? 

Sigil had said something about tests. She did not know what she was going to be tested on. Would she be tested on her strength or agility? Or maybe he would want to see how fast she flew? Nyx blinked-- for once, curiosity was getting the best of her. Would there be some feral beast he wanted her to fight against? There were various exotic creatures in Athea... maybe they had some in the humans' homeland as well?

The human male pushed aside a heavy gate leading into the building, and from within shone a pair of gleaming eyes. A green dragon shot forth from its enclosure, vomiting flames and screaming as it yanked against its chains. Nyx's eyes became large as she heard the command. Was this man joking? Was he serious? Did she really think... that she would go so far as to kill one of her own? The beastress swung her head around, glaring at the Guildmaster and the new arrival. 

'You must not be sane if you think I would kill such a piteous creature,' Nyx hissed, spitting smoke in her rage. 'You are the ones that caused the poor thing to be like this! It has suffered in that reclusive structure for who knows how long! It has not seen daylight for an eternity, and it looks like it'd eat its own tail off in its hunger.'

Nyx was enraged. She towered above the two males, letting out an ear-piercing shriek. A much fiercer flame was burning in her gaze, and embers were beginning to drift from her nostrils and maw amidst a cloud of dark smoke. How could they do this? She did not know the creature, but they were mistreating it, denying it freedom, starving it... 'You are all filth! Dirty things that shouldn't be allowed to live! If I did not have a brain, I would have roasted you right here without hesitation! My patience is near its end!' The dragoness snarled again, dipping her head roughly unto her face was less than a foot from Sigil's. Her eyes burned into his.

'Hear me now, peasant. I will not kill this dragon, but I will kill something else if you do not set it free.'

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