Darkstalker sniffed the air, his tongue flicking out of his mouth exactly like a giant lizard with wings. "You don't smell inorganic. And I'm a dragon, not a lizard with wings. A NightWing." He opened his black wings wide to show off the sparkle of silver scales dotting the underside, the source of the name. His gaze narrowed straight to the spot where her gem was, as if he could see right through her. There was a hint of jealous greed in his eye.

"But how did you manage to get any treasure in here? All of mine was missing when I woke up."