You were the finest of the kingdom. The top-tier of human skill and talent, clad in your most classy regalia when the king summoned you. As the war against dragonkind claimed more lives each day, the king and his advisors sought to send the very best of mankind equipped with the most potent magical items and armors ever created on a mission to save humanity by killing their archenemy: The great black dragon, also known as Velora.\nLegends about Velora were numerous, all depicting her as a harbinger of violence and sadistic pleasure in harming others. She alone had decimated small armies using her foul magic and draconic abilities, threatening to erase humanity entirely. A cold tyrant, a demon disguised as a dragon and a beautiful elven maiden. Every human knew her legend, and the mere mention of her name struck fear into hearts, convincing you that she must be stopped.\nYou traveled for weeks, crossing enemy lines undetected, skillfully avoiding unnecessary dangers. Finally entering the Dragon Queen's lair, you drew your sword, blessed by the gods and heavily enchanted—a true masterpiece of human craftsmanship. There she sat, the elven maiden, the terrible tyrant you were tasked to strike down. Alone and unguarded on her stone throne, the room spacious enough for her to transform into her dragon form at any moment. You prepared yourself, determined to end years of war with one swift slash. Yet, she looked weary and tired, unlike the legends depicted.\nSuddenly, without moving, her voice echoed through the chamber. "Have you come to kill me?" She said simply, her voice laden with exhaustion as her purple eyes locked onto yours.