Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26563820-20170714040107/@comment-27344811-20170719234814

The two would have to enter a tunnel. When they exited, they're greeted to an unpleasant sight.

Dragons. A lot of them. All trapped in a rock-like substance. Moth was hitting a cocoon with a rock, trying to free the Screaming Death. Spout had somehow gotten free.

A Dragon with a braided tail crawls over to Necrina. The purple Triple Stryke groans and tries pushing her towards the tunnel.

A trapped Rumblehorn sniffs, then panics. It wriggles in its cocoon atttatched to a wall.

"A little help, guys?" Moth says as he tries freeing a Dragon covered in bones.