The Villain's Hero
But beneath it all, they were just people, and…
“Tarra,” I touched her elbow and she jumped, looking down at me. For a moment in her convex pupils, there were shadows that vortexed far further than flesh. “Are you… well?”
She touched the jacket I wore over my shoulders, smoothing the fabric, as her eyes returned to the monster. “I killed this monster,” she said to me. “Not in dragon form. I have killed them before, from above, with my fire. But knowing that Ecaeris and Akyran wished Daerton to examine the monsters more closely, I killed this one in my human form, with the sword.”