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Chapter 533: A tiny dragon
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... n’t strike or hiss or vanish into a cloud of silver smoke. It simply sat on my sternum and stared at me with the absolute, unblinking focus of a predator that had successfully cornered its prey and found it surprisingly comfortable.
I stayed on my back, the silver grass of Pyronox’s realm pricking the back of my neck. I took a breath, watching the way the creature rose and fell with my chest. Its scales weren’t the obsidian black of the great dragon behind me; they were pale, ice-pale, l ...
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