Warrior’s Blood by Kevin McLaughlin & Michael Anderle

Author:Kevin McLaughlin & Michael Anderle [Mclaughlin, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798885414142
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2022-04-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

As Kristen walked down the long, stark, brightly lit hallway, she wondered why the hell the dragons would decide to illuminate the inside of their magic prison with the harsh light of fluorescent bulbs.

Perhaps the intention was to keep the prisoners on edge, but if Constance was any indication, it didn’t seem to be working.

Her breath caught when she saw the technomage leader at the end of the hallway. She was seated behind a pane of glass reinforced with steel mesh—cross-legged and her eyes closed as she took deep, controlled breaths. Her posture suggested that she was meditating and was at peace with herself. It immediately stirred resentment and outrage. This woman—who had taken freedom from so many and the lives of even more—didn’t deserve such solace.

She cleared her throat and drew the prisoner out of her meditative state. Still, the mage didn’t look flustered. She opened her eyes slowly and a placid smile slid onto her face until she saw her visitor.

“Oh!” Constance said simply.

“Who the fuck did you expect? The Easter Bunny?” She was annoyed that she’d been summoned by this murderer and the woman had the audacity to act like she was surprised to see her.

“I wasn’t sure you would come,” the mage said.

“You told the Council you’d only speak to me. Some of us are willing to put our personal pleasure below a greater cause. I’d talk to far worse than you if it meant saving lives, although I guess that might not be possible,” Kristen said.

“That’s fair…” The woman still seemed shaken to see her and pushed to her feet. “I did ask for you to come but I never thought the Dragon Council would send the Steel Dragon to my cell to speak to me. I guess it’s gotten worse out there?”

“Exactly like you planned. More people and dragons have died,” she said.

“Then I owe you my gratitude.” Constance bowed. “I know we’ve had our disagreements in the past. Honestly, I wasn’t sure you would come at all.”

“I didn’t come for you, so don’t act like I did.”

The prisoner nodded. “You came because you want to know what I have to say.”

“Don’t flatter yourself.” She retrieved her cellphone and showed the woman a picture of a dragon whose scales had been ripped from its body. “I came because I have a bone to pick with you—and I wanted to know if dragon security works to protect prisoners even when they don’t deserve it.”

She showed her another photo of a dragon, this one with her horns sawed off, followed by one of a dragon with no talons, a dragon’s wings impaled with meat hooks to stop it from flying, and finally, of a dragon’s eyes filled with terror. Her expression grim, she held up an image of a festering wound followed by numerous others, all similar.

“I’d ask what you have to say for yourself, but I realized a while ago that there’s nothing you can say that can make any of this right.” Kristen was shaking with rage.

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