"You killed me! Release my soul!" he demanded, angered.
"You baited us, you did your best, but it was not enough, you lost, accept it," the man said.
"Grant me freedom!" he repeated.
"How old were you? fifty years perhaps? You could have obtained the fire breath eating the basilisk instead of using it as bait, what if you attracted another dragon, a black one, a gold one or worst… a blue one, what then?" the man questioned, pointing that he made not one but a chain of mistakes.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"To make a deal," the man answered.
"A deal? Are you a kind of demon or something?" the young dragon countered.
"Not a demon, not an angel, a summoner," the man said and the dragon understood.
"Loyalty… how dare you?!" the human was insolence incarnated.
"You would have assista
