CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Although he was unsure he could have any mitigating effect on the impending eruption, Dax had to at least try. He shifted, welcoming his scales and massive wings as they rose to the surface and his body increased in size. His sharp claws scratched deep into the ground as he finished transforming and became a Drake once more. Dax secured his bag of human things on the spine of his tail and entered an abandoned lava tube. Despite the flowing magma deep within the earth, this one had run dry.
He lit his path with a burst of his inner flame, igniting debris in his way like little beacon lights.
Jane had said this volcano had been consistent in its eruptions for nearly two decades. Tubes didn’t just dry up, unless the magma no longer needed to flow through them. Or, Dax rea
