A dragon—they were seeing a dragon, alive in its true form, right in front of them—but their wonder didn't last long as the situation was grim.
"Keep them safe until I return."
"I will meet you soon."
Darian nodded, knowing there was no chance of changing her mind. He could only hope that she comes back, without any harm.
Darian was already seething with frustration—he had failed to protect them again.
And now, Morgana was going after the boy by herself. His face contorted with anger and discontent with himself.
He wasn't a hero, just a simple man who had once made a choice: to protect her. From the moment he'd sworn himself as her knight, his path had been set. Obedience, loyalty, silence. His duty wasn't to question her commands—it was to carry them out, no matter the cost. Even now, when his heart felt heavy and his resolve worn thin, he would not falter.
Even after exerting too much of her power, she was still pushing her limits.
