Two days later, Drago was already having doubts about his decision to travel to the Isle of the Pirates. He should have known his arrival would cause a stir. After all, it had been more than a decade since the last dragon had been seen.
Their entry to the Pirate’s Cove was through the skull shaped rocks that were heavily guarded. This was the only entrance into and out of the isle’s port – at least the only one known to outsiders. The port was surprisingly empty compared to what Drago remembered.
“Prepare to be boarded!” an old pirate yelled from the aft side of his ship.
“Board at your own risk, old man,” Drago growled. “Carly, take the helm and slow the vessel.”
“Uh, Drago, I don’t think…,” Carly started to say before her voice died.
Drago had shifted into his dragon form and was sn
