As the blue flames burst forth from the Elder Iron Dragon, it seemed that all hope was lost. But as the heat moved to engulf the party, the flames seemed to slow and congeal into a bright blue mass. The adventurers knew that death was fast approaching, but they soon realized that their very bodies had all but been frozen. Indeed, the only entity that appeared free from the spell, was a dark mist that moved quietly from the wounds of the dragonling, and for a moment, appeared to take a dark, feminine figure…