After eating the last remaining evil mage in this dungeon, WD leaned against the stone wall rubbing his large purple belly, the growling of which echoed in these caves. About a hundred evil mages were planning some dark ritual, but now they are completely harmless and can only make bulges on the dragon's belly digesting them. WD picked up one of the books that one of the evil mages dropped and, convinced of the evilness of this reading, patted his belly with his free hand.