Chapter Thirty-One
Xander POV I stood in a large dark room, the air around me crisp and chilly, the smell enough to make me gag. The rattling of chains pulled my attention to a large blue dragon in the corner of the room, one chain shackled to her ankle and another to her neck. Her scales were almost completely missing, large bloody craters in their place, some even beginning to become infected. Her eyes held such pain as the faceless man stood before her, his tools of torture before him as he began to flit his hands above each instruments, prolonging her torture. After a few more moments he grabbed at a large syringe with a needle at least seven inches long and full of a dark, sickly green liquid. A cackle escapes the man as he approached my mother, the chains stopping her from moving away from him. I watc
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