The black dragon under the Ethaljeb lake walked under the water, as though he was pacing back and forth. He slowly stretched his wide black wings, feeling their tightness and numbness at the same time. He must exercise while gathering his powers back. He had to take in more of Dracmond’s magic to heal completely.
I can’t wait to get out of here, Iaddu Satkhimmara, his impatient thought. I have to.
He suddenly felt the jolt in his heart, not knowing what was happening to him. There was no telling if there were hunters around the lake during nighttime, but maybe there wasn’t. He could very well tell it was nighttime since the black water was even blacker, but other shifters’ presence was another matter he had to perceive. Soon.
He had to get all his lost powers back!
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Mirkatthun ste
