Is all hope lost?

"You will make an excellent commander!" says Morganna, smiling at your shocked and stunned expression. "I suggest you rest now, Tiger."

She leaves with the lamp carrying the cold flame, and you are left alone in the courtyard. Your attention is drawn to Kalibyrn's head, poking out of the rubble. You race over to it and hug the dragon's neck. "I'm sorry....I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too..." croaks the dragon weakly.

Written by AndrewAnorak

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