Blast furnaces with wings
and huge
You measured perhaps sixteen feet from your tail barb to the end of your snout
and the smallest of these was easily three times your length.
You sailed in near one
and the heat was pulsing out of its torso in powerful slow
drumbeat waves.
Whereas you eyes were still more or less human looking
the big dinnerplate sized
eyes of these creatures glowed with a flickering fire burning within
a slitted reptillian eye.
Their foreheads had flattened out and you doubted any human
intelligence,or emotions still resided in those minds.
No wonder the King had so quickly lopped off Drakes head.
If this was what Pricess Alissa was in danger of turning into,
the Kings fears were justified many times over.
Then you realized with horror that this was the kind of creature
you were fated to turn into eventually.
A inhuman apparently emotionless blast furnace on wings.
A true monster.
So you hastily got ready to flee,to wing away from these alien
creatures
but one of the smaller one lazily loped over and seized you in its
rear and forelegs and held you fast
in its tight embrace as the
pack headed for its lair .