The right-hand shadow whispered, “They grow closer.”
Maa tired of the verbal duel, it was time to cut and run. “Look, I have done what I can. If you refuse to listen, then I’m finished. Return my gear and I’ll leave you to your fate.”
“Not so fast.” Draco held up his index finger. “You are not finished yet.”
Maa held her ground. After previously watching the shadows die, given the numbers that stood ready to fight, chances were good if the mob attacked, her guards would fall. She would be trapped when the dead finally showed up.
Draco kept blathering on while Maa thought. “… I was tested by the black dragon and survived. From that encounter on, I knew my life was meant for something greater. I have a higher purpose.”
Maa motioned to the men that watched. “Maybe that purpose is to save
