The footsteps of her hard steel armor echoed off the walls of the castle. Ringing and leaving a sting in eardrums if anyone. Her expression was grim and hardened. Her gaze stone cold and harsh. Finally, she stopped in front of him. The dragon. She’d look at him with hate, and bring her sword and shield up. “Why are you here.” She’d ask in a serious manner. “And what do you want.” Her tone was demanding.
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