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"This marks the first time I've witnessed the fiery exhale of a dragon. It's a sight both fearsome and magnificent," Mariore remarked, her awe evident in her voice.
After the fiery display, Aiden and Mariore stood in silence, watching as the last embers of the burning bags faded into the night. The warmth of the flames still lingered in the air, contrasting with the chill of the early morning breeze.
Tulette, satisfied with her task, settled back down onto her haunches, her golden scales shimmering in the dim light. Her eyes, once ablaze with ferocity, now held a serene glint as she observed the scene before her.
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