XXXVII
Alvia pushed her way through a crowd in the downtown district. People were standing and pointing up at large television screens on the side of a skyscraper.
For the first time in three weeks, she saw the face of Leader—Fenroot himself stretching his wings as he stood on the beach. And behind him, the dragons and elves she had known her entire life.
She couldn’t help but think...had she stayed in the compound just a few days longer, she would have been among them. She would have been just as stoic and obedient as them, without question.
Alvia felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Tony.
“Hey, you run fast,” he said. He looked up at the screen, saw Fenroot, and said “Yikes.”
Pepper barked at the screen as a Fenroot began to speak.
“Citizens of Magic Hope City,” the silver dragon s
