Travott shot glowing red arrows at Medakkaru.
“Wait, wait, wait!” Kimora was fast to tell the old shifter while Medakkaru raised a magical shield around him. Thankfully, he did stop attacking them.
“If you’re not Kalgruss’ reincarnated mate in Medakkaru’s body, then someone must have summoned you to come and revive the Supreme Dragon Lord in the process. Have you any idea what’s happening?”
“Well, that makes about… uh… how many are we, Medakkaru? You, your family… Oh! That’s a total of sixteen of us, Travott,” Kimora said, after counting through Medakkaru’s fingers. “No one knows how or why I got here. I never liked it here, if you want to know. But… well, Medakkaru happened.” She smiled sweetly. But then she realized something. She looked around and the shifters stared at them.
Crap!
