“—A Dragon?” “—A Dragon? What is this supposed to mean?” A low murmur reaches my ears. Not just the noise—stares come pouring in as well. At the words Myeongsong blurted out in fright, everyone turns to look this way. And they aren’t merely looking; I can feel emotions swarming, teeming in droves. There is anger, and there is fear. Beyond...
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