XVIII
Dark flew in V formation with Norwyn, Frog, Lister, Brownigan and Sage. He was in the center.
They passed through a cloud, and the jeweled lights of Magic Hope City glinted on the horizon.
“Just like old times!” Dark cried. “My dragons and I, terrorizing the skies. We will be the night!”
He glanced over at Frog, who was flying listlessly and deep in thought.
“Will you not share in this joy?” Dark asked. “Your father would have loved this moment, Frog—flying through the skies with the dragon lord!”
“It’s enjoyable enough,” Frog said. “But my joy’ll have to wait...my lord.”
“Ah, those sweet, sweet words!” Dark cried. “You’ve come around, my boy.”
“If it’s words you want to hear, I ain’t going to argue,” Frog said. “but when it comes to strategy, I’m expectin’ ya to listen to me
