Astion's hands shook. I wasn't sure if they did it because of fear or anger, but whatever it was... that pit got to him. It knew what to say so Astion would fall for his lies.
"You're lying," he whispered, but his voice lacked conviction. The poltergeist had struck a nerve—the extinction of their kind, the loneliness of unmated dragons. His shoulders slumped. "What... what would you have me do?"
No...
The void pulsed hungrily. "A vessel. A willing temporary host. Let me in, Dragon King, and I will save your people."
Astion's hands clenched at his sides. "And the price?"
I could almost see this thing smirk. "Nothing much; I will be there and tell you what to do. You need to follow my advice, that's all."
"You want my power," Astion stated.
This Astion was different from the one I'
