“He kept careful notes of his experiences,” Viran continued. “The dragon whose blood he drank was Ghokarian Equilumos, sire of Valerion.”
So, only a dragon of the Equilumos bloodline could kill the Shadow. A dusty memory glinted in Keriya’s mind, unearthing itself from the morass of things she’d intentionally forgotten. She had proposed this exact theory to Thorion once.
She found no satisfaction in knowing she’d been right. The answer didn’t help. It only served to illuminate the fact that she and her drackling had never stood a chance.
“Somehow, after everything I’ve learned, after everything I’ve done, I’m still not enough,” she said, bowing her head and closing her eyes.
A soft touch snapped them back open. Viran had finally reached out. He gently tilted her chin up so she was star
