It rains like cats and dogs in the Moorland today. Flasher and his friends are drenched in their clothes. They couldn't get Llenard as he was with his pet, the dragonfly. It scared the s**t out of them seeing the flying monster with his large mandibles.
"Where is he?" Foxglove asked, sitting on a high stool of his own house. Flasher avoided his gaze with shaking hands. He couldn't tell him the truth.
"He escaped," Flasher answered, swiftly lied through his teeth. Foxglove cursed under his breath. It's an opportunity to attack Llenard but his dumb underlings couldn't even do their job properly without his guidance.
"Go home and take a bath, you guys reek of piss, " Foxglove said and covered his nose with his hands. Who wouldn't smell like piss, when the dragonfly kept chasing them until
