of the dragon lady

Sister Lilith had circled the village three times that night and yet still she had seen no trace of the Slayer. One would think that a flying dragon -- even one as small as the Slayer -- would be hard to miss but apparently that was not so. Apparently the only flying dragon that Sister Lilith could see in the sky right then was herself, and that did her no good.

No matter. Sister Lilith still had a few tricks up her sleeve, so to speak. Perhaps she could take another crack at killing that witch. After all, watching the witch stare up at her with sheer fright in her eyes was a moment that Sister Lilith would treasure for all her days. Indeed, if she were still a human, Sister Lilith would be experiencing hardened nipples whenever she thought about that moment. If only that other witch had not interfered...

But that was okay. That other witch would get hers eventually. Heck, all of the Slayer's would-be supporters would get theirs by the time the night was over.

Speaking of which...

The Violet Moon was dead ahead. All of the witches were safely inside but for how long, Sister Lilith wondered.

Perhaps they needed some incentive to come outside.

So Sister Lilith decided to give them some.

She breathed fire upon the Violet Moon's roof and smiled a draconic smile as the flames spread out over the top of the inn.

She landed upon a nearby roof and watched in glee as the human residents of the inn came running out into the street.

It would be easy to kill them right now, she thought.

Almost too easy.

Perhaps she was better off taking one more shot at tracking down the Slayer and then coming back to kill the residents of the Violet Moon. Sure there was a good chance that they'd put the fire out by then with the bucket brigade they seemed to be forming. But if she had to, she could always set fire to the roof again. And she could keep doing so until she achieved the ideal result.

What were they going to do? Throw a sword at her?

There was only one person who could stop her right then and that person was going to be a dead woman the minute Sister Lilith caught up with her.

Or considering the fact she was now a dragon, she was going to be a dead something.

Speaking of which...

It was time to take off and make her rounds again.

With any luck, she'd bag the Slayer this time. Or else she would die trying.