Lillian arrived to see the dragon ripping the passenger door off, yanking a barely conscious mage out as he tore through the seatbelt. His shield hadn't saved him entirely; having been disintegrated in the blast, he'd felt the full impact of the crash.
"Who sent you!" the dragon yelled, barely an inch away from the man he held so easily by the neck.
The man mumbled something unintelligible before trying again. It almost sounded like he said "no choice."
"What was that?!" the dragon bellowed, loosening his hold.
"I said f**k yourself," the mage gurgled.
Before he knew he'd done it, the man's neck broke with a sickening c***k. He let the body fall, slumping limply into mud by the wrecked car.
Lillian's invisible face broke into a wry smile, it seemed the dragon had plenty of backbone w
