LIV
Dark waited on the ceiling of a long, vaulted hallway.
He slowed his breathing, ready for battle.
It’s going to begin now, old dragon, he told himself. Soon, the beginning of the end.
He was ready. He trained his eyes on the hallway below, which was as silent as it had ever been when he took over the Hall.
He ordered his dragons to spread out over the premises. The army would have to go through them first before reaching the Inner Chamber where he and Norwyn were located.
“Once the fight begins, you’ll need to take as many out as you can,” Norwyn had said. “I can localize a few blasts, but it won’t be much.”
Dark had placed his hand on Norwyn’s shoulder and thanked him. Norwyn refused to accept the thanks and he said that he would accept it when this was over.
But even Dark kne
