XXXVI
“How bad is it, Norwyn?” Dark asked.
In the Abstraction Chamber, he watched footage of Fenroot’s army landing on the beach. He narrowed his eyes at the sight of the swarthy, silver dragon. And Moss, flying next to him with a smug look on his face! Dark would soon change that.
“I knew that killing Moss’s offspring would make him go run to Fenroot,” Dark said, frowning, “That was my plan all along. But I wasn’t expecting both of them to return with an army.”
It was the largest army he’d ever seen. It dwarfed anything he’d ever been able to amass as dragon lord. Thousands and thousands of warriors. All ready to kill him.
“He’s been preparing all these years to eradicate me, hmm?” Dark asked. “Well, I won’t go easily. I won’t go at all!”
He looked at Norwyn, who was engaged in mult
