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Dimitrov dragged his shaky legs towards Vince while Argus explained the two dragon lords, blaming them for treason. Dimitrov never thought in his life that things would take such a rough turn for them.
He crept near Vince. His long fingers clenched on the dying dragon's face as he mumbled, "Vince, wake up."
But to his disappointment, he got only faint breathing in response. Vince didn't even flinch while Dimitrov shook his shoulder in an attempt to wake him up, "Vince, please."
Dimitrov leaned over his chest to catch a faint heartbeat. His eyes widened in a sudden realisation.
"Why isn't he waking up? What have you done to him?" The dragon lord questioned, daggering his burning gaze towards Argus.
"We made his dragon fall asleep," Argus replied.
"How could you?" Dimitro
