Chapter Twenty
No.
This can’t be.
Kit can’t be hurt or worse.
I refuse to accept it.
Despite what Nero said earlier, I can’t believe Rasputin would call something “a victory” if it involves a friend of mine dying.
The enormous werewolf and Colton, the small giant, join the other troops in an effort to keep the enemy soldiers away from Kit’s body. Vlad starts to make his way back to her also, but he’s too far to do any good anytime soon.
Then Kit-the-dragon seems to disappear. I panic for a second, but then I see she just turned back into her usual shape.
Is that a good or a bad sign?
She still has the wounds she received as a dragon, and is still lying there without any sign of life.
A squadron of cockatrices direct their deadly stares at the wounds of the green dragon who hurt K
