Dragon fire poured through the dungeon halls. Skin blistering and burning, the werewolf winced and whimpered, bearing the pain and scorching heat raining from above. The chamber and hallway lit up in shades of gold and white, as steam burst from every crack and crevasse of the stone. As the dragon hurled fire, the werewolf sprung from below and sunk tooth and claw into its great Scottish foe. Scalding its face, a mix of blood and fire seeped through the scales of the dragon’s throat. Undeterred, the wolf clamped his jaws further and slashed at the flailing, dying dragon.