Advir snarls in pure rage as he stomps into the room, his sharp claws tapping against the cave floor as he makes his way to the large rock in the middle of the cavern.

Draug, his general, grunts with annoyance and moves to the side of the rock, sitting down and starting to lick his gold scales clean of blood.

Advir mutters to himself in anger as his powerful hind legs boost him onto the rock, turning so he faces the entrance of the cavern like he's on a throne.