Molten Wing snorted. “Your wit will not save you.” And he shot a line of fire so that it went between me and Myntilly. She sidestepped it easily. I took some of the flame damage as I tried to move out of the way. I heard Albion give a war cry and lunge at the dragon. The dragon spread his wings and flew over to the other side of the cavern. I saw a couple of arrows fly towards his head. Good old Sadi, at the ready! They missed his eyes, unfortunately.

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We were at a crossroads. Literally. We could head back to Lord Vhalantru’s house in hopes of discovering where the beholder went or we could head to the warehouse district and down to the dragon. Time was short and we had to pick one.

“Orbius, the beholder, is the bigger threat. We need to kill him.” Myntilly’s voice was firm.
I shook my head. “But we don’t know where he is. We know where the dragon is.”
“Yeah, who knows maybe we could trade with the dragon. Offer some treasure in return for the collar.” Sadi looked around to see how this was received. “The collar is the key. We get it and ‘Game Over.’”

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When I saw Mrs. Vanderborne in such a fine gown, I felt woefully underdressed. I had donned by nicest tabard, the one with the golden sun stitched on the front. It was shabby in comparison to our hosts.

The Vanderbornes had asked us to stop b so they could thank us for recovering Todd’s body. “It was really Acgar that deserves the thanks,” I told Mr. Vanderborne as he poured tea.

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