The dragon retreats, passion's flame dying down. His worthy opponents stealing his ground! Withholding his fire his power so strong. Not wanting to burn them even though they are wrong. The dragon he steps so cautiously back. His opponents deceitfully planning their attack. He lunges toward them with angered grace. Not wanting to hurt them only to keep them in place. Like a game of chess there goal is revealed. So soon it will be the dragons fate sealed. To kill a dragon and extinguish its flame. To the victors the spoils for its head mounts their shame.