Eren walked through the village with Thadric on his right and Griks trotting behind them clutching the drone controller against her chest. The little kobold kept glancing north toward the mountain every few seconds like she expected the dragon to dive bomb them any minute.
"Three days," Eren said. "You're telling me this thing has been building a nest for three days and nobody mentioned it until now."
Thadric scratched the back of his neck. "Everyone saw it flying. We thought it was doing what it always does. Nobody cares about the details anymore like when it first showed up but Griks is a Kobold and feels danger above the previous behaviors of the damn lizard!"
"Griks looks." The kobold pointed at herself with a scaly finger. "Griks watches every morning. Big flying death carries trees. Same spot.
