King Tiberon:Status.
Dex didn't respond or react. He just stared, expression frozen, body rigid into the clouds. Serena stole a quick glance at him, but stayed silent.
After ten seconds, she looked back fully. He still hadn't moved.
Should she ask him what he's doing? Was he concussed?
Either she speaks with Dex, which she'd been avoiding like the plague, or she breaks another protocol. Collecting those like trophies.
She sighed.
Serena:Target down. Water visual. One storm on our tail. Second storm above.
Riders respond to command, spotters respond to riders or if asked directly. At this rate, she'd not only be kicked out of the Draken Forces, she'd be arrested and court-martialed.
Velkaris let out a grunt in amusement at Serena's overthinking.
She agreed. If she could stop, she would.
"Truebond Veil," she called aloud. Velkaris already knew. Lightning cracked her shield just as he disappeared as a phantom, reappearing.
