The three stood there staring outside at the locked door, watching Synn, watch them.  Chrystopher Sly had given up he had taken the time to reflect on his life and had concluded that love held no weight in the world.  Thaddeus Blacke sat in a corner quietly laughing to himself, he was well aware that situation did not call for laughter but as always: given lemons he was going to make lemonade, and imagined how funny the scene must look from the outside.  Gabriel Stone stood staring the dragon in the eyes, he knew he could not do anything, say anthing but he would remain defiant.  The body of Christian Storme remained unmoving, still dressed in crimson and black.

    The dragon let out a mighty roar and the door was ripped off, the three inside continued doing what they were doing as if nothing had happened, the beast looked at them and it's reptile red eyes became angry.  With one quick motion it's head shot through the doorway consuming Gabriel Stone in one swallow, his arms could be seen as his body slid down the dragon's throat, attempting to punch his way out and then nothing.  Chrystopher Sly seeing this stood up and when the dragon opened it's mouth he ran towards it and dived into it's mouth.  Thaddeus laughed as the dragon took him into his mouth, grinding it's teeth into his body, Thaddeus kept laughing until he had no body to laugh with, but the echo of his laughter was still heard.  The dragon then raised it's head and looked in the direction of the body of the slain Christian Storme, it inhaled deeply and when it exhaled flames shot out of it's mouth consuming the body to nothing but ashes.  The dragon then sighed and breathed through it's nostrils, the ashes of the slain Storme seemed to dance as they went in.

    When all was done the dragon stopped moving it looked out at the long stairway that led to the basement and imagined the room where the four once sat at, it shook it's head in disbelief for a moment and then began to spasm and grow.
Great bat like wings came forth from it's back and horns sprang out of it's head, it continued to grow until the room could no longer contain it and burst like a balloon within the great castle.  The Castle then started to buckle under the dragon's growth and finally began to cave in upon itself, the castle of Almeida then burst in flames and within moments only rubble remained.

   All was quiet for a moment and then there was an explosion Synn the Dragon stood upright it's wings spread in the air, the rubble shifted and the dragon crushed the stone underneath its feet until the castle was no more, it shot fire out of it's mouth the white flame seemed to consume everything around it, including the dragon.

   The flame burned bright hot all night and then slowly the flame died down and then stopped.  The smoke cleared away and a man stood where the castle was once at.  Dressed to impress his hands explored his body and then he looked down in the puddle, that was once the lake of despair and looked at his reflection.  He appeared puzzled when he realized it's eyes were still reptilian, still glowing red, then he took a deep breath closed his eyes and reopened them to show brown human eyes, he smiled, righted his tie and began walking in the world that surrounded him for all these years, the world that he was too afraid to face one on one and built a great castle around himself to seperate himself from others...he walked a few steps and began to laugh as a chasm appeared before him.  

   The chasm was both wide and deep but this man laughed a laugh of defiance, went to one knee and bat like wings appeared, the coverd his entire body until he could no longer be seen and then began to grow, when the wings opened only the dragon was there and it easily flew across the chasm.  On the other side it became a man again.   A familiar face confronted him and inquired the man's name.
The man laughed at the question and answered "I am Synn...the dragon."