Birth of the dragon queen

Sofia barely stood up, her heart throbbed so hard it felt as if it was about to split open. "What is this?" She questioned looking at the cold underneath her feet. The ground around her started spinning and twisting.

"Sofia! What happened?" Alice rushed at her, there were no signs of injury or mental damage. Something was just causing her to feel really sick. Healing magic seemed to have no effect no matter how much she tried.

"Your majesty! Your majesty! Breath, don't resist the souls' offers, accept their gold and they shall rest." Abornazine approached them then in a hurry, he never expect Sofia to react like this to the souls of the dragons. Tiamat never showed such signs, treating their gold as mere gifts.

Sofia's body started shaking, her mouth started drooling as she glared at the ground. Quickly, her spit started getting turning green. A strange liquid was pouring from her fangs.