"I prefer Champion" Jasik said, edging towards Smaugs left. His eyes were still glowing dully purple.
	[i][b]"Back in the Day's of old, the Fire Drakes were also more numerous than us. We are not the strongest of Dragons either, no, that isn't what we thrive to achieve. We live to serve the Prince of Darkness, the Challenger of the Corrupted lands."[/b][/i] Jasik appeared to be saying, but the Ghost's were just channeling their hatred. 
	[b][i][u]"You see, even the strongest of the mortal dragon's cower in fear of the Black Rose Bush."[/u][/i][/b] Jasik and the Ghost's seem to say together. Jasik lunges at Smaug's left wing, appearing to cut there, but instead overshoots aiming towards the chest with his sword arm extended.