Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon
The last slahs of the whip must have knocked him out.
The earth rumbles again and Gideoni growls. “Maccha, stop it!”
“That’s not me!” he says, looking around.
“What’s going on?” Banari asks, running in naked. Of the original group, he’s the only one with the earth dragon.
“Is that you making the ground rumble?” I ask him.
“No, I thought it was Maccha or Fordin,” he says, as Fordin comes jogging in.
“It’s not me.”
“Where are Pyralis, Galeus, and Truda?” I ask.
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