Annunfuiniel's post:
Glawr was no longer afraid. He had seen the enemy and deemed it weak. Now, he had just played with them for a while before beating them: those rats squeaking in his mighty feet. Such creatures would not stand long between Glawr the Great and his glorious future as the terror of all Middle-earth!
Brooding these thoughts he tossed his head back and let out the most horrible sound that had ever echoed even in those cursed caverns. A high-pitched shriek mingled with roll of thunder deafened his enemies and they cowered in pain. No more games: the dragon was determined to kill with every stroke. He opened his great jaw and stooped down his head with terrible force and speed.
[ July 15, 2003: Message edited by: Child of the 7th Age ]
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