The dragon loomed above them all, whisps of smoke issuing from his nostrils.

The dragon loomed above him, and he had never felt so insignificant in his life.

The dragon loomed much larger as it circled the field, aligned itself, and swooped down for a landing.

The dragon loomed above him, seen dimly through the smoke rising from the bonfire.

The dragon, red-eyed and malevolent, loomed in her mind: destroyer, death-giver.

The dragon loomed above him.

Behind him a dragon loomed, snorting up little warm-up snorts of purple smoke.

Indeed, in a moment the dragon was looming overhead and orienting its snoot for a fiery blast.

For the tiny dragon was looming more and more as an incriminating factor.

At the end of the corridor loomed a gigantic green dragon.