Sleeping Dragon This is either madness or brilliance

One last round for you two to close it up?

Chessur hesitates against the command and Thuringwethil’s gaze hardens. It gives the straggler a chance to speak up and the sound of her name causes a rumble out of her chest. With Chessur backed up, her own anger fuels through and she has to fight to keep from lunching forward to do the deed herself. She persists a step forward with a growl lingering along her lips. “If you come near Drageda again, you will meet the same fate as your friend,” she tells him before she launches to chase him out.