Chapter 31The dragons felt jarring. The magic was something Sean had felt before—lingering on the bones of the juvenile creature, and in the mingled magic flow of the well—but it was much more intense, scratchy in person and live like this. He realized he’d been holding his breath and gasped for air, hauling himself to his feet with a nearby tree.
Dane. Sean’s gaze tore through the trees, searching for the Decrypter, concerned. He located Dane positioned behind a large oak, gun out but pointed toward the ground. Sean recognized the wild look in Dane’s eyes and it made his stomach lurch, took him back to a time when Dane couldn’t get control of himself, so twisted up in magic it had gone to his head.
This was definitely going to his head. It was going to Sean’s, too, and he was used to ha
