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Hua
Fire. Blood. Death.
Hua Minglan saw nothing else in her mind as her eyes twitched beneath closed lids.
A battle.
A town destroyed by a winged beast.
Her.
A scream tried to escape her throat, but it never made it past her lips as flames consumed her surroundings, lighting up the darkness and sending plumes of smoke stretching to the burnt sky.
Hua thrashed, wanting to break free of the dragon. Its hold over her tightened. The Nagi were supposed to be creatures of the past, those spoken of in hushed tones by the ones carrying their bloodline.
This wasn’t real
Only it was. Hua shrank in on herself, the flames dancing in her dark eyes. For a moment, she wondered if it was the last thing she’d ever see.
For a moment, she wished it was.