Faction Level Two

POV Vesuvius:

Vesuvius hovered above a group of players, his wings sending waves through the clouds of smoke around him. His golden eyes were locked upon the players as his mind ran threads of thoughts on how to solve the problem brought by his new minions.

Soon, he concluded, 'If I can't convince them that I can be defeated, then I have to convince them that just fighting me gains them some reward.'

There were still multiple problems with what it should be, 'My scales, my blood and claws are out of the game as they could easily give away my identity as a dragon.'

Vesuvius kept racking his mind over the issue but couldn't find anything that would work.

'I also can't just throw random magical items on them as that would feel forced and unnatural.'

Ultimately, Vesuvius decided to push the problem for later, 'It is not essential now. Players will soon vanish with the upcoming update, and a lot will change by the time they return.'