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Something about the way it spoke perhaps. Something about its aggressive, commanding voice, or its posture maybe. Perhaps something about the urgency in its voice; the desperation of moments ago. Maybe the concern on its face when it looked at the wood elf.

She didn't know the reason.

In one smooth motion, Kendra the Dragon Huntress obeyed a dragon by turning, drawing her Dragon Slayer Bow back, and releasing her last Dragon Slayer Arrow at the larger dragon.

Havorleth roared in pain.

The arrow had missed its body but embedded itself in its wing. With a growl, the smaller dragon turned and leapt into the air, calling its hammer to its hand as it did so.

Kendra stared in disbelief.

Not only that the smaller dragon hadn't attacked her, but also that she had shot the larger one. Nothing explained it. Nothing whatsoever. She had never taken orders from a dragon before, though many of them had tried to command her.

Why?

Slowly, she shook herself out of her reverie and began to plan. She ne
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