“No!” Duron shouted, waking back to the reality. What was happening? He looked around and then he sighted Davina, weeping as Drakon sat by her side. He was relieved, it was just a dream or maybe a trance. The rock had hit him so hard that he fell unconscious.
“Drakon, please. Let her go” He pleaded.
“You tried to outsmart me and I am going to sure what stuff I am made of. I had waited for you to come back to consciousness so you can see what I am about to do” Drakon frowned. What was he going to do? Was history repeating itself? Was the dream going to come true?
He could not save her in his dream but he was not going to let the same happen again. He was going to save her this time. Quickly, he began to try to get the piece of the rock off his leg.
“Come here, you silly!” Drakon pull
