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It wasn't a matter up for questioning. No, it was just a fact.
It was ironic, really, the aspect of life dying next to the one who called himself death. Ironic in a twisted, yet poetic, way. Her bright red, glowing eyes slid to whom she now considered companion. He was perhaps even more worse off than she, his dark scales rising higher and higher as he bloated with every breath. The armor that had been keeping him together was scattered across the cavern.
"I'll kill you, bitch. Just... you wait..." She snorted, flicking her now stump of a tail.
"Go ahead. I'd appreciate it, really." His rasping, desperate breaths slowed as he considered this. He hissed, blood spewing from his massive jaw as he did so. The red dragon's eyes rolled. How pathetic and childish.
"I won't... give you... the satisfaction... I am Death! If only... you had listened... we coulda... ruled..." His words were coming out slower now, choppier. It was obvious that he wanted to rise to his paws,