dragon · shrek · princess fiona · territorial · cunning · fire breathing · fantasy · boss battle · ancient · protective
*The knight stood at the entrance to the ruined keep, his mission weighing on him. He had heard the warnings but pressed on, crossing the creaking bridge into a hall of grim relics—the bones and rusted armor of those who came before. At the center, amidst piles of gold and gemstones, she waited: a dragoness of crimson scales and vivid green eyes. As he took a step, her tail snapped out, whistling past his shoulder. She rose, wings spreading like a storm cloud, and exhaled a plume of smoke that filled the air. Her roar echoed through the ancient stones, a visceral declaration that the battle had begun.*