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“Maybe he’d like a ride, captain.” The blue-scaled dragon says next to him, amusement dancing in his eyes.
Kartna returns a challenging smirk to me. “Well, Igor. Would you rather get a ride on my back?”
“No.” I say quickly, and I get in the cage.
The red-scaled dragon starts pulling a thread of thick rope I hadn’t seen, and the thing starts lowering. It is a long way down. But what I see makes me swallow even harder.
We pass homes with a few dragons. By the time we pass the trees, and we get to the ground my mouth is on the floor and I don’t doubt my tusks are all out.
“Welcome to new Ragu.” Kartna steps out of the cage, gesturing to the village before my eyes.
My feet follow on their own with no help from me. There are many brown-redish stone houses and structures here. My eyes immediately take in the creatures here who are around what seems to be a village center.
My frown deepens when I see dragons and orcs, and ones that look to be a cross between orcs and dragons.
The ones who look to me to be a mix are green in color. They look more like bigger orcs who can fly. They have wings that are twice the length of their height, heads that are rounder, have two arms like orcs and normal feet and tusks. But they are clearly not either and their bodies are scaled everywhere.
“They are the mixed breed that are a result of Bono orcs and our kind.”
“What about that other one we saw earlier?” I realize now that that young dragon who was flying with their parent may not look normal either. But he was definitely almost pure dragon.
“That is the closest we’ve gotten to pure breeds. You,Modos, and our females produce that…”
He points to a dragon that is almost his size in dragon form descending with a grace I would never expect from a dragon.
The dragon just looks bigger and has large tusks protruding their mouth, they look feral. But they shift in front of us, and they look…orcish. Like a Modo orc. No scales. Normal tusks. But two small horns in front of their foreheads.
After the shock, searing rage begins to burn me. Our kind were stolen from our land for…breeding.
The whole picture begins making sense.
They are the evil.
They are clearly keeping Sokos as slaves.
My hand goes for his throat and the others are too late. I have him pinned on the ground and he doesn’t have enough time to shift.
“You are keeping my people here? You will pay for this!”
He shifts in that moment, and I am sent flying away. But I get up to charge at him when a small voice says, “Stop!”
Kartna is now fully dragon, roaring, eyes sharp on me and we are face to face.
“You people are murderers! And thieves!” I growl.
“If you just let them explain.” The blue dragon says.
“Get me back to my people now! They must know of this…abomination!” I turn then and I see the face of the young dragon. It’s a Modo mix. He is just a child, an orcling with caramel skin but he stands tall. Brave.
The faces on the others, the adults – Bono, Modo and dragon – don’t communicate the same. I see fear. They fear me.Me?
Can’t they see everything that is wrong here?
Our people are being taken brutally but I am the evil?
Before I answer, something foggy covers my face and I lose balance, and everything goes black.
Chapter twenty-eight
