[But before he can say more the beast bursts into the open. A wolf with three heads, one turned away. His eyes sweep over it at the same time he draws his knives. The blades are painted black like every tool of killing he has.
The heads all seem different and- his mind shuts down at the sight of the coat. It’s like a door quietly shuts in his head. He will deal with what is behind it later.]
We need to keep it from getting to town. Dellingr, to the air.
[The dragon scratches at the ground, waiting for the right signal.] …let’s hit them all at the same time. Flynn, will you make the signal?
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[But before he can say more the beast bursts into the open. A wolf with three heads, one turned away. His eyes sweep over it at the same time he draws his knives. The blades are painted black like every tool of killing he has.
The heads all seem different and- his mind shuts down at the sight of the coat. It’s like a door quietly shuts in his head. He will deal with what is behind it later.]
We need to keep it from getting to town. Dellingr, to the air.
[The dragon scratches at the ground, waiting for the right signal.] …let’s hit them all at the same time. Flynn, will you make the signal?