A DRAGON TALE
Raisel reached from behind and unsheathed the blade forged out of a thousand dragon breaths and brandished it in front of her, “Or I will use this on you with no hesitation whatsoever”
The crowd gasped, Sahar stepped back fearfully, they had recognized the blade.
“It has been missing for years now, how did you…”
“Ask me another question again miss and I’ll use it!”, Raisel barked.
“See reason with…”, Elder Yophiel began.
Raisel spun around, “Just take him to the falls”
Sahar shapeshifted into a golden dragon, she picked Dragomir up and soon she was high up in the skies. Raisel handed the blade to Elder Yophiel before she ran following Sahar, the people cleared a path for her.
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