CALLUM
"My dragon?" I say gobsmacked, looking at the elven elder as if he grew two heads.
I simply couldn't fathom his words. How could that possibly be my dragon? Shouldn't it at least be...well a dragon? Not a deranged version of myself.
"Exactly what it sounds like. Your dragon. So he does in fact exist. Saves us a lot of time.." The elder says with an amused smile, before standing up from where he crouched next to me.
"B-but it wasn't normal. He said I defeated it..but it would kill me the next time.." I rose slowly on my feet, standing on shaky legs.
"Did he?" The elder now frowned at my words, looking contemplatively at me.
"It seems, your dragon does not welcome you.." He shook his head, raising a hand to smooth the creases of his robe.
"So he really was behind the interfere
