"Who are you?" Chris snarled, his fangs flashing as his dragon prepared for a hard fight.
This Being wasn't part of a rescue team. His stature was unthreatening but everything about him felt wrong and evil to his dragon's senses. He even smelled off, a cloying, dank sweetness that brought images of creeping mold into Chris's mind. There was also the scent of fresh blood seeping into the air from the control room.
"Oh, my manners," he tittered with a dramatic flourish of his hands. "I'm Radek, I coordinated our little gathering. It's nice to meet you, Christopher, you are indeed magnificent."
"Radek! You set this up, you piece of s**t!" Michelle's shock had worn off and she screamed her betrayal at him, wriggling again to get free of the dragon.
"Yes," Radek said gleefully. "And what a
