Vraegar was in Treasure Heaven!
He would have enjoyed it more if it was not more like hell than heaven. As he flew so hard and fast it almost felt like his wings were about to be ripped off of his body, a cry of rage resounded behind him,
"Give me back my sacred pillar you goddam thieving dragon!"
Dodging a bright beam of energy that would have transformed him into a golden statue, Vraegar screamed back at his pursuer who seemed to be intent on tearing him to pieces, "How did you expect me to know this entire dimension is your source of virility? I feel even dirty picking it up and holding it all this while, and to think I was kissing my treasure, ahhh, I have been done a great misdeed!"
"How dare you, little dragon, did you not know of the legend of this place?!"
Vraegar roared in annoyance while thinking inside his heart, 'Why does everyone call me little? Can I never grow big enough?'
