(I cannot see the dragon)
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Smaug's fire had indeed hit his target and began to scorch the elf's wings to cinders. He begins to laugh as he continues crawling towards him. Yet the elf then speaks his name as he seems to boast about he being stronger then the Fire Drake himself. It was most utterly disrespectful. Yet before he can answer, his own gold began to rise on its own, turning into what appears to be a dragon literally made from gold! It was some impressive magic casted by the elven wizard. Smaug had seen stronger magic powers during the Corruption War... this kind of magic was simply child's play to him.

"Hmmmmm..." he groans as he approaches the golden dragon, "Not bad for a magic user..."

As soon as he said so, he breathes another volley of fire at the golden dragon, attempting to slowly melt him into liquid gold.

"But your choice of materials is futile against me."