You... You`re gonna have to forgive me, Lian-Chu, cuz i`m gonna do something not too nice. I`ve thought it over and i know that everyone needs a mommy. But not them. Someday they`ll realize that you`re not one of them and they`ll eat you straight away or they`ll chase you out and you`ll be an orphan all over again. They`re not your real family, Lian-Chu. We are your real family.
— It can't be sleeping sickness or soporific syndrome or even drowsy droop, nope. Otherwise the lurks spittle would have woken her up. Yeah I'm coming to think this must be the work of a dragon. Whoa i've never seen anything like it before.
— [Quietly] That's so revelation. You can't even see his nose.
— It might be the petrovile, a dragon that lives on the deserted island of Petrock.
— A petrovile?
— I thought they only existed in legends.
— No-no-no, they're real enough!
— When legends some to life, people live in strife.
— So, what did you drag and look like is he? Fat, ugly, slimy, wings on his back? How many fingernails he got?
— M-m-m-m... Don't know.
— Why'd he come here if he lives down there watching Petrock island?
— Yeah... No, no, no.
— And how does he do this to people?
— Well i don't know that one either. I can't know all the answers, my specialty is medicine, not dragons!
— Okay. Well how do we unfreeze our friends?
— Yeah, you'll mean their remedy. Hm-m-m... Let me see... Yeah, thank you... Yeah, I... I have no idea. But i do know that with a specimen from the dragon i can concoct a cure... i hope.
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