Dawlya’s Dragon
“He transformed, grew nervous at our presence, and perhaps sensing you nearby he panicked. He blasted a fireball into the arena wall, tore through it, and fled. If not for Captain Kyle’s speed, the city might be in ruins.”
Trace narrowed his eyes. “You seem strangely calm about this. None of this is normal.”
“Neither are his parents,” Raje replied. At Trace’s glare, he bowed his head in respect. “No disrespect, my King, nor to our Queen but the boy’s bloodline is unlike any other. Two Torch parents. Two of the strongest dragons. His speed nearly matches Kyle’s. Nothing about him is ordinary.”
“I really like flying,” Rodic said at last, grinning.
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