Phasma
psynoid_ala letter to my fatheri will not return to my familyi can't wait to grow old with youi will not expect anything from my ungrateful father
Dupont answered him with a weak grin, “I’m not that knowledgeable about dragons... Like I said, I just bought it somewhere.”
“So, it’s really fire resistant, huh?” Mar asked Johan, looking at the tunic and tights as well.
“Yeah, very usefull for situations like that one.” replied Johan, pointing at the burned pile of clothes he just took off.
“And the fire doesn’t harm you?” Althea asked, suddenly beside him.
“Nope,” Johan frowned. “Kinda like lightning don’t work on Dorin...” he said, “it’s just part of me.”
Just then, a shadow passed from above. They looked up and saw Azra and Dagon entering the tower through the non-existent roof. Seb raised his right arm where Azra gently perched. Dagon
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