"Is this what young drakes call a raid these days? Descending on a random town without a word of demands or warning, like common bandits? Picking tiny border villages instead of proper cities, as if looking for easy targets, like a simpering weakling who fears losing a foal's game of darts? Or was it simply the exhilaration of tormenting anything that moved--whether they were attacking you or not, or EVEN HAD ANY LOOT WORTH TAKING!!--that drew you all in?!



ARE YOU ALL SIMPLY BLOODLUST-DRIVEN FIENDS, LOOKING TO GET SADISTIC THRILLS TERRORIZING OTHER RACES NEEDLESSLY?!? This is NOT the way of true dragons!



Dragons go to battle for pride, or to protect themselves; their hoards; their mates. Dragons descend on the cities of lesser races to procure loot, or to gain prestige in battle. Dragons fight for pride, or to test their strength....BUT WE DO NOT--WE NEVER--ATTACK OUT OF SIMPLE SADISM!! You whelps took nothing from that town but obscene trophies--blackend bones, wreckage from a farmhouse--WHIMPERING CHILDREN, CRYING FOR THEIR MOTHERS AND FATHERS...WHOM YOU DEVOURED LIKE CANDY IN FRONT OF THEM!!!



And now, because of your cruelty and stupidity, the Equestrians' wrath has been stoked. The hearts of their soldiers and citizens are now bleeding for revenge, and the minds of their scientists fill with ideas of weapons designed specifically to slay us.



You all thought the ponies were but insects compared to us dragons? Well, little ones: some insects can sting."



--- Terrorvane, Elder Dragon of the Badlands, to his children upon learning of their attack on Coal-Shaft.