Laughing silently at all the puny weapons, Draco fingers his RPM launcher (remote control). He is slightly afraid at UltraPheonix's gun( :eek: ), so he activates his defuse kit.
He is still wondering why the humans in the bar haven't attacked him for blowing up Earth, but he doesn't argue. Obviously none of them cared at all for their race. He starts tiptoing slooowly towards the door, hoping no human sees him...
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The dragon awaits no whims but his own...
Doom, gloom, and things that go boom!!
Die Voinan Die!!!!!!!
(This message has been edited by draco_2488 (edited 04-22-2001).)