*Axureon*
It had been a long time since my stomach churned with so much anxiety, while my mind honed sharp as a dagger due to my sense of purpose. If someone had told me a year ago that I would be assisting Pyroth’s progeny and their mother from the sanctuary of our dragon community across Egoren, I would’ve laughed in their face and probably blown smoke into it too.
But now I was escorting Keelana and her children through the perilous mountain passes to the sanctuary. The cross winds alone could have pitched a dragon stronger than myself into razor-sharp crags, and that wasn’t even the worst of it.
I couldn’t lie. At first, I was lamenting it, regretting how I managed to get her and myself into this mess. If only we could’ve stopped Pryoth before he crossed realms. If only we had been smarter and worked harder.
