Broken by One, Desired by All
"Black light. It's like a fungus. It's eating your dragon-spark from the bottom up. Step two is digging it out."
"And how do we do that?" I asked, backing away a step. "More poking?"
"No," she said, a small, vicious smile appearing on her face. "This time, you have to pull it out yourself. I'm just going to hold the mirror."
She clapped her hands together. The sound was like a thunderclap. Suddenly, the grass under my feet turned into transparent ice. I looked down, and instead of my reflection, I saw Daekan trapped under the surface, his gold scales covered in sticky, black grease that looked like liquid charcoal. He was thrashing, his jaw locked shut by dark chains. Seeing him like that, c
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