Solaine down on her knees, she continues crying. I feel bad for her as a woman. I want to console her, attend to her, and be her friend.
She sniffs, “Is it because of her,” she screams in the top of her lungs, pointing to me.
Worries take over me. Solaine is in her outrage; she cannot control her anger.
“Answer me!” she yells,
Solaine energy is blazing; her eyes color is changing.
Xynierre still unbelievably calm, and he does not flinch. He stares at Solaine expressionless.
Solaine slowly walks as her energy rages from her,
“Close your eyes,” Xynierre orders me.
I do what he says without asking any question,
A high pitch growls echoes. I sense I can open my eyes, and when I do. Solaine is in her bright dragon form; her white color is shimmering, almos
