Prologue: Death On The Field

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My breath came in short gasps of air. My brother was just laying there in his own blood. The DragonKing came up behind me, and laid a comforting hand on my shoulder.
"Come with me." He offered

in a soft tone

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in a soft tone.
Where could I go? What could I do? My brother was laying there. He could be dead for all I knew. I took the DragonKing's hand, and let him guide me away.
There was no going home. Not without Dakota.

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