Daniel
My legs stepped out of the house, pulling the runic shield with my feet. Now we would be able to shift to our gigantic frames. Without wasting time, I placed the runes in a small bag I could keep safe between Aelred’s claws.
My bones cracked and elongated as heavy wings formed on my back and my skin became dry with thick scales: I was in Aelred form.
Picking the scythe with his claws, he released a piercing roar, he was ready to do whatever it took to bring justice to our mate. After moving the runic shield aside with his paw, he flew headfirst into the Red Dragons.
Taking a better look at the Red Dragon in front of me, I could recognize him, he was Viktor, Orit's infamous right hand. An executor called the Death Blink. Aelred breathed a little tornado of fire. Today, Viktor
