Back when the great kingdoms of stone stood tall, we'd have a place to lock him up. But those days are long over.
"What are we going to do with him?" Felix asked me as we watched him struggle against his bonds. Erin's hair was a mess and he seemed more animal than human.
"What would you suggest?" I asked him sadly. I used to trust this man with my life. Now...
"Aye, I have a suggestion," Fergus said from my other side. I glanced down at where his hand used to be. It was now replaced with the same axe used to cut it off. Fergus was very proud of it.
"Yes?" I looked up at him.
"There's an island," he said, "right off the coast. The only way there is dragon because of reefs. Say we drop him there, send people over to feed him every so often and leave him to rot."
"What about his drago
