The young woman was down on the pavement picking up her oranges and Dirk
was halfway inside her car staring at that bottle with the Knightsbane dragonfly
floating in alcohol.
Dirk was tired after a long nights journeying,and his normally alert
and cautious mind was dulled.
He didn't notice the little sparks of green light in the insects dead eyes.
He reached out to the bottle to bring it closer for examination to make sure it was a cursed
Knightsbane.
His knee hit the edge of the car frame and his hand shook the bottle.
There was a massive green flash from the bottle and for several seconds Dirk just stood there
blinded.
Then realization set in as Dirk raised a hand to his still dazzled eyes and saw the telltale
yellow band of his fingernail.
The dragonfinder had just been changed into a Weredragon...