Before Lord Eliron chased after the dragon, he teleported next to Artie and whispered something into her ear, before blasting off, leaving the spirit with her.
Even with his magically enhanced hearing, Warren could not pick out a single word from their conversation, all he knew was that after it, Artie seemed enraged.
'This might be bad…'
Warren had no idea how Lord Eliron would react to his people getting injured due to their incompetence.
They were guests of their castle, and yet, without their help, the damage would have been far worse.
Speaking of which… where was the girl who had protected them?
Warren glanced around the battered castle grounds, but he could not find her. His brother then walked up to them, clearly struggling.
"You look great, Reginald." Warren joked.
Reginald waved his hands dismissively. "Warren, what I just saw, was any of it real?"
He knew why his brother would ask such a question. Even he was having a hard time believing it.
