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Sage cleared his throat and glanced over at our scaly friend. “I was curious to know how Gargan managed to steal such a valuable article from a thief.”
Caius’ soft look hardened as he stared into the fire. “I was away from the shrine at the time where the scroll was held.”
“How’d he even know it was there?” I wondered.
He leaned back against the log behind him and crossed one leg over the other. “The legend is old enough that a lot of people know about it. He probably learned about the location of the scroll from one of the villagers who left a few years ago during some tough summers.”
Sage rubbed his chin as his eyes took on a faraway look. “If my memory serves me, the dragons of Wyvern were of a peculiar sort.”
A bitter smile crossed Caius’ lips and his eyes flickered up to
