The artifact disappears from Maegar's hands. The dragon is surrounded by a flash of power, and you watch as hi

The artifact disappears from Maegar's hands. The dragon is surrounded by a flash of power, and you watch as his wounds close, and his wing straightens. Entirely healed, he gives Maegar a cruel and clever look. "Well, human? You expect a treacherous attack, do you not? And not only expecting, but longing for it. Thus you could boast of your generosity in helping a poor wounded creature, while still making away with the loot." The dragon lets out a resonant squawk, seemingly overcome with laughter.