No more bodies piled up at the docks while the black remained incarcerated. Both the blood taken from her and the two scales were a dead on match that placed the dragon at the docks at the times of death for workers and fishermen alike.

Green eyes squinted then opened after months. Chains rattled as she moved about her prison. She would seek out sustenance first, before dying the prison bars. She'd free herself eventually, but for now, the whale like call would sound.