|Game 3||Game 3 Outline|
'well...that was...kind of pathetic.' the dragon says dissapointingly over your prone form. You managed to run ten whole feet before you collapsed from exhastion. You now lay belly up gasping for breath.
'i guess i fed you a little too well.' she shrugs, 'At least you will make a good meal for the hatchlings.' The dragon walks away as the three hatchlings surround you. The dragons lick their chops and begin to feast...
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