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This was Was-Serqet. From her bed, Anzi watched as Netra raised her spines and crept around the new hatchling on the floor. Serqet followed her progress, turning in place with slow shuffles as her wide claws clicked against the wood. Dark red, compact, covered in segmented armor from behind the frill all the way down her flanks and rump. An also-segmented tail that unmistakably resembled a scorpion’s, right down to the coiled curl and what could only be the nub of a growing stinger at its tip. It twitched and hovered over her back, staying pointed at Netra as the latter circled the younger dragon with a growing growl.

I made that command with a wave of my hand, and a strong ray of purple light circulated the deer, forcing out that red sparkling dust out from the animal’s body. Cadell saw the dust too. He immediately caught it in his hand and stared at it in shock, looking at me. That look in his eyes gave me my answer. It’s Sorceress Thelma. No wonder it looked familiar when it flew pass me. And the silver horn with poison on it? It looked so much like the sword Queen Chriselda held in my vision. Turning over to the innocent animal, I saw the deer staring at me, before giving a bow at my feet, permitting me to touch it.

And in that suspended moment, the blood flared. First, it glowed a dull red—but red sharpened to white-hot brilliance. The silver bowl cracked as smoke burst upward. It coalesced, thick and writhing, into a living serpent of magic and fury. Its hood flared as it hissed for release, molten with symbols that glowed golden where they brushed the stone. The serpent struck out, but slammed into the far wall of the dungeon. Concrete crackled as burning runes blossomed in its wake. Raya’s lungs froze. She felt her pulse pound, the rhythm of history bending around her.

Ash and Kai step back as a black ichor starts climbing out of her mouth and nose. Merlin holds the crystal to the liquid and it flows into it. It was thick and the tendrils move around, swaying as they find purchase on the crystal and then get sucked inside. Merlin is stroking her head, and still muttering in a language he doesn’t know. She holds his gaze as he continues drawing the ichor out of her. She’s shaking, and her spine drops back to the mattress as the ichor is finally contained in the crystal, which disappears into a pocket of the blue coat.

As the sun reached its zenith, the wind suddenly shifted. A low whistle echoed across the desert. Then another. The sand beneath our feet began to stir. "Everyone back!" Orion shouted. The ground erupted. A massive creature burst from beneath the dunes. It resembled a scorpion, but its body was forged from molten stone. Rivers of lava flowed through cracks in its enormous shell, and its blazing tail crackled with fire. Its glowing eyes fixed upon us. "The Infernal Scorpion," Aurel whispered. "It was created to guard the Flame Temple."

I crossed into it. The air changed immediately. Heavier and thicker. I sensed it before I saw it. The weight of movement overhead. A massive Serpent Maw uncoiled from a tree limb above me – one of the forbidden forest’s venom-bred predators guarding the inner passage like a living trap. Its jaws opened wide… venom dripping. It struck. Fast. But not fast enough. My body moved on pure instinct. I caught its neck mid-attack with my paws and slammed it violently against the trunk.

came the deep, controlled command. The maids left without another word, and the door slammed shut behind them. Silence fell then I turned my head slowly and saw him. Alpha Kael Vorthrane. He was tall, broad, perfectly imposing. The light reflected off the sharp lines of his face, highlighting a faint scar along his cheekbone that made him look all the more dangerous. His dark hair was swept back carelessly, as though the world itself bent around him and his cold, merciless eyes locked onto me as though he could see straight into my thoughts.

The second pair of emerald orbs didn't just ignite; they blazed with a sickening, cold luminescent intensity that doubled the green glare washing over the shattered obsidian vault. It wasn't two creatures. As the massive, pale horror hauled its calcified bulk up the iron chains, the bone plate along its serpentine spine split violently from neck to thorax. A second, twin jaw unhinged from the wet, pale mass, snapping open to reveal row upon row of jagged, translucent teeth dripping with ancient, sulfurous bile. The sound of its double screech hit us like a localized shockwave, shattering the stone lip beneath our feet and sending a fresh cascade of gravel into the black void.

He was just afraid she was hurt more as she said nothing to him. Her mind wondered to the beautiful silver dragon she saw this morning. Her savior from the large grizzly bear. She couldn’t believe they where real but he was right there in front of her. He didn’t even eat her but stood there. His scales were so soft to the touch but that was because he was so relaxed around her. He got worked up when another called her name that was when she got cut. He had three horns. One small one on the tip of his nose and two others coming out his head. They did a loop around and pointed out past the back of his head. He had spikes that ran from the tip of his head right down his back to his tail. The la