She fails on purpose

"It needs a drop of blood and a drop of life to be awaken." Said Lunnara. An amused look came to Eilatra's face when she heard that.

"A drop of life, such a cute euphemism for your girl cum... this Nuk'karu and their pervert magic. Well, it is a male after all... I tell you what: Since you are already this wet..." She brought an intrusive hand to Lunnara's nethers and found there the truth of her words. "...The 'life' part should be yours. I will put the blood." She moved her rude fingers deeper. "We will give him the best of each one.". And so, four hands were on the egg, both stained with their respective fluids. Lunnara looked down on their intertwined fingers as dark thoughts began to flourish in her mind. It should have been mine, just mine.

"What are you waiting for, say the words." Said an impatient Eilatra.

The lesser sorceress looked back at her mistress, seeing her hateful arrogance and her smug smile, that same smile she had swear to erase from existence. She was happy, she was making her happy, again, and at that precise moment, she came to a realisation.

If I do not own the dragon, no one will...

She started the chant with a low voice: "Ek'holetos Muthiel... BITCH!" Lunnara casted a fireball from both of her hands directly onto the egg they were holding. A massive explosion was released from the black metallic carcass that send Eilatra flying across the room. The Matriarch was quick to use a spell erself just to not be smashed against the wall. Such an attack could not harm her, but it had caught her off guard.

"You, ungrateful brat!" She creamed. The Egg had become a sphere of pure energy in the hands of Lunnara that was constantly releasing waves of energy across the room and not even the Painweaver was able to walk against that powerful wind. "My blood is on that Egg, idiot! You cannot claim it to yourself!"

"Nor do I intend to, Eli." Said the younger elf, imitating the way her mistress would call her nicknames. "You never understood it, don't you? I swore to destroy you, to destroy the whole of Kar-Naggrond with you and that's exactly what I will do."

"Stop this, Lunni!, Stop this madness!"

Lunnara stood in the middle of the room, holding the orb above her head as only a weapon of mass destruction should be held. The uncontrolled and mesmerising light only strengthening her desire for self-destruction. "Remus, mightiest of the mighty!, Ender of worlds! These two whores are yours for the taking! The whole world is your for the taking! Claim us! Claim the whole of reality for you and bring us all into oblivion!" If I shall fall with her, that would be a fair trade.

Eilatra tried her worst spells now, trying to save herself from her fate, but even her power could not contain the power of the dragon being awaken. ****, she looked upon her minions who were still at the entrance, petrified by fear. "Stop her!" She screamed. The warriors tried to obey her mistress, but they could barely walk a few steps more than her. The minotaur was the only one with enough strength to advance to the middle of the room, but not all the way.

Lunnara laughed maniacally as she pointed the sphere of destruction in the direction of the unwelcomed warriors. "These three souls we offer! They shall be our first sacrifice!" A voracious mass of black tendrils came from the **** egg, and soon it devoured all that was in front of it. The silent warriors became hollow armors, whose pieces fell onto the ground with a metallic roar. The minotaur wasn't so lucky, his **** was slower and bloodier, his screams too horrible to be described. The Egg exploded once more and this time it was Lunnara's turn to fly across the room.

She fell on top of Eilatra, and as both sorceresses found each other on the floor a dark and muscular creature started to emerge from the clouds of purplish fog that the explosion had created. The Painweaver looked back at the younger sorceress, her face a mask of absolute terror.

"What have you done?"