It felt good.
Before we left, though, I was briefly distracted by something else: a note of disturbance in the energy in that part of Iskyr. Nothing too severe or too striking, just a ripple of unpromising potential somewhere beneath the surface… it might be nothing, but I note it here just in case.
It wasn’t until much later that I thought again about the vision of the mad draykon, and the way she had been brought down by her creators. They had merely shot her with spears and dragged the carcass away — killed her, in other words, by mundane means. It was a death she ought to have been able to revive from, if such a feat was already feasible in those early days.
If Lokants knew of a way to permanently destroy her, why had they not used it then? Had they had some reason to refrain, or wa
