Compulsion
Added 2025-09-05 06:14:34 +0000 UTCShe was smart, cunning, devious. The iridescent black dragon bellowed thick, black smoke and cinder through the primitive stone doorways, then snaked her long, low-slung body atop the home and waited. It didn't take long, mere minutes passed and more and more of the primitive Riftavians poured from the building, some nude, some clothed, all screeching in terror.
The massive dragon descended, snaking down the building and stomping upon the first Rift in her way.
A low, rumbly voice echoed from her hissing throat, 'Rhehehehe, where are you little thingsss running to? I'd invite myssself in but I'm afraid your doorssssssss are just too ssssmall.' Then she opened her massive maw as what looked like green lightning crackled in her throat and against her metal-infused teeth before blasting flame around the building, walling off any escape other than flight, which was precisely what she wanted. Taking half asleep creatures on the ground was too easy, she wanted to hunt her prey.
