(Ambrogio's POV)
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO MY KINGDOM?!?!?! LET ME GO BEFORE I GNAW YOUR ARM OFF."Steel bellowed, as if Bellamy would actually let him go. If he brought any harm to our people or our beloved, I had plenty of people to put him down. We were safer in this brutes hold.
"What could he possibly hurt?" Bahamut whispered, distress in his tone. He couldn't be serious, right?
"If he runs off at vampire speed, neither of us will catch him before whatever he does destroys Avalena's life. Now, do you still want me to put him down?" Bellamy demanded, his mocking told me he wouldn't, even if Bahamut thought it was still a good idea. I was surprised Steel was enticed to go after Bahamut with the blood flowing heavily down his face. Do dragons heal slower than the rest of us?
'If thi
