Xilon held his dragonfire inside his lungs, ready to exhale and whatever sorcerer had turned his brothers into humans, he'd burn to cinders. Why would a Renjerian want to become a puny human anyway? No, it had to be a bad spell.
"Kohl has always been able to shift," Taurian said, his sapphire tail brushing across the dirt floor. "But he and father hid it from us."
"That explains him, maybe." Xilon lifted a talon and tapped it against Taurian's chest. "But you and the rest of us have never been able to transform. So how is it possible that you were a human?"
"It's a long story - "
"Try me." He'd find this magic-user and crush them. Who knew what harm would befall his brother shifting into a human.
"I accidentally ingested some of Kohl's blood when he had Tryn poison as I tried to resuscitate him. Then a lightning storm struck while I fought one of the big Tryns. Next thing I know, I landed on Earth as a human."
Xilon shuddered. "And now? You can change back and forth?"