CHAPTER 18
Conal
“A dragon?” Conal snorted a laugh. “You hiding something I should know about?”
Lorkan grinned in response. “I know. Still, I do find it odd that they were so intent to come into my camp.”
“I assume you’ve interrogated them beyond the fact that they’re dragon hunters.”
“We’ve done a quick assessment and other than them saying they’re dragon hunters, we can’t get much out of them. They’re strange.” Lorkan pointed across the open field dotted with small individual wedge tents to four individuals, their hands tied behind them, sitting on the ground around a fire pit whose embers had long since cooled. Two guards kept careful watch over them.
“In what way?”
“It’s hard to describe, m’Lord. I thought it best for you to see for yourself.”
As Conal and Lorkan approached, th
