Any deeper, and it was going to hurt her.
He threw the poniard away. He couldn't do it.
Not to her.
"Don't do this to me..." he begged, pressing the pearl against her scaly chest. "Get in... Get in, please."
But it wasn't obeying.
"UGH! Damn it!" Melvin pulled her closer and buried his face in her neck, knowing that forcing it any further would only bring her more pain.
"D-Damn it..."
He raised his head and stared up above, hating the fact that the dragon girl in his arms was fading away. The night sky was in total darkness, resembling the loss of hope in marking an end to the recurring cycle. Right in the middle of the woods was the happening that mortals were never going to believe. Melvin sensed defeat. Nothing turned out as planned.
The protectors of peace...
were losing.
A crackle of energy snapped through the air. Arlyaen stepped forward, his hand raised, an el
