TRAITOR

“Just how much destruction did they do?” Vold asked Wendell as they both searched for Allister and Sargon. “And, that blast a little bit more and we would have been caught in it.”

“You’re right, come on they shouldn’t be far.” Wendell said.

Allister and Sargon stared at each other as their bodies regenerated.

“If I had known that dragon would be useful I’d make it my pet, you really do have everything.” Allister said to Sargon.

“Is that so? He used to be yours, you didn’t take good care of him and now he’s someone i trust to protect my wife when I’m … preoccupied.” Sargon glared at him. “I guess, instead of seeking to take what isn't yours, you should seek to value what is yours.”