I could see behind its tail, the stack of books I wanted.
"Maybe we should just go back. I don't want those books bad enough to want to get fried alive," I whispered.
I was about to turn back when Hanz took hold of my wrist to stop me from
running
"Actually, I'm in the mood for a fight." His eyes glimmered at the word fight.
"Hanz, this isn't the time. If Hera gets hurt, Phoveous will kill us. It's our
duty to protect her, remember?" Lanz scolded.
"Not very quiet are you?" A loud female voice moaned. I was certain that the voice didn't come from Lemiela or Charlotte.
I looked around the flame lit cave and there was no one in sight, nor anywhere
anyone could possibly be hiding.
"Are you not going to apologise for ruining an old dragon's sleep?"
The dragon sat up and opened it'
