Phasma
Johan and the rest looked closer at the man in black. His long, wavy black hair was in a sleek ponytail that trailed to his thighs, while his black skin was as dark as the tunic he was wearing.
“Ombra!” Dorin gasped in recognition.
The two walked towards them, Ombra leading the way.
“I have come for the young dragon!” he repeated. “You, Dragon Blood,” he addressed Johan, “where have you hidden him?!”
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