“Our fears are like Dragons guarding our most precious treasures.”
It had been there a while now, this anger boiling up inside him when he was torn apart from his family. But, he evolved from transient stress, to rise to occasions that required him to protect his loved ones, to exert himself and burn whatever reserves were required to survive.
When Katerina passed out from the burning sensation of the Dragon's Mark, Zachary took his leave to visit his clan's hiding place in the dark forest, seeking some answers.
'Stay safe for me, Theodore.' Katerina's last words before diving into deep slumber were as fresh as running water in Zachary's mind.
With fire in his blue-green-gray eyes, he glared at the entrance of their hiding place, muttering: "Draco c*m Gratia Virtutum, Ostende Mihi!"
