They say dragons never truly die. No matter how many times you kill them.
―Suzanne G. Rogers,?Jon Hansen and the Dragon Clan of Yden
Randolph Belishaw stumbled down the alleyway, falling against a trash bin. His cold body shook. He couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Blood trailed down his cheeks as he clawed the sides of the metal dumpster and tried to stand.
Must get to Jodie. Must warn Mikhail.
The thoughts were a shining glow in the darkness that consumed him. Conrad Sinclair's poison still filled his veins like black sludge, preventing the dragon from coming to his aid. He was just a mortal manno, weaker than a mortal manand for the first time in his life, he felt true fear.
Fear was something a dragon almost never experienced in its life. Being mortal had never been a possibility u
