Oh wow, that sounds like something straight out of a dream. I’d imagine the amps glowing like tiny moons, and my spells painting the air with silver fireflies that dance around the crowd, who would be breathing real flame like they’re part of the show. The dragon’s roar would mix with the guitar riffs, and the whole lair would feel like a living, breathing concert hall made of stone and sparks, where every beat feels like a pulse of dragon heart. It’d be wild, but so… beautiful.