He watched in awe as Reezara peppered Talia with little bouts of flame. She had the same color fire as Talia. Of course she did, he thought quietly to himself, they were incredibly similar in spirit down to their short temper and sharp wit. Even their color matched, Talia’s crimson hair and Reezara’s ruby scales were perfectly paired. They were incredible together. His heart ached as he watched them fight. ‘Things weren’t supposed to be this way… I took every precaution. Anticipated every danger…’ How had he failed to see the minotaur? Had it followed them? And if it had for how long? How had he not noticed? “Nico get the damned dwarves out of here!” Reezara screamed in his mind. He winced in pain at the splitting of his skull at her mental attack. H

