The injured Toks were placed on a table by the two Dwargers. Healers raced from around the partition wall and motioned for the Yaneth and Nordaal to move by the others waiting by the door. As soon as they joined them a misty wall rose blocking their view.
Another Healer appeared from around the partition just long enough to motion for the injured dragon to get onto a table close to Mac. Drago c****d his head a couple of times as the table began to drop down. It stopped just low enough for Drago to step on. A misty barrier began to form around Drago’s table.
“See you in a little bit,” Mac walked away from the growing mist and joined the others.
“Mac,” there was an urgency in Doc’s voice. “We have to talk. Have some interesting stuff to share.” Doc got up and walked toward the misty barri
