SLAM! 

One of arena doors bursed open with loud rumble! Big black dragon started to rush on wyrm possition, who just needed a couple seconds more to finally strangle that bitch dragoness. It had to be the founder, he couldnt affort a that lose, waste dragoness for some inferior wyrm? That's unthinkable! He kept that dragon for later, so he must be desperate to spoil later events.

Wyrm hissed on charging dragon - I can do it, that bitch is unconscious, maybe if I w...

HOLY FUCK!

Black dragon doesnt fuck arround. Crowd started cheering, some people almost fell into the pit from excitement. Wyrm has no chance, she could not withstand the dragons strenght. Hes share weight were enough to transform wyrms beautiful round body into pile of deformed mess. She desperately tried to coil arround him, but no use, hes to strong.

Things were happening so fast wyrm started to lose consciousness, pain started to fade, she could not move anymore. Dragon whispered something to her, she couldnt recognize a word. Then she felt something, something pleasurable. This feeling was so nice, for past few months she only experenced pain and missery. She saw her kind murdered on this exact arena, her firends and family decimated for some sick barbaric pleasure of those disgusting people. But now it all faded out. She moaned from pleasure, what is happening? She realized that dragons is holding her head, tightening his grip, it's hard to breathe, But it fells so nice... surroundings were getting darker and darker... something warm started to fill her deformed body... this was nice... she made last her barely hearable moan...