Saphora vol.1 Retention
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“I can’t believe I’m alive right now,” Maverick said, walking into the abandoned house. Saphora trudged into the house behind him, nearly stumbling into him in her exhaustion. Keeping that force field going took no small amount of energy, and her strain was showing. “I can’t believe I was inside a dragon’s mouth, and am alive to say this,” he said, shaking his head.
“Drakon,” Hydra corrected, following them into the house. Maverick turned around to look at Hydra.
“What?”
“Drakon.”
“That’s what I said.”
“No, you said dragon.”
“Isn’t that what you just said?”
“Drakon. I am a water drakon,” Hydra insisted. Maverick raised his brows and scoffed, nodding as he walked further into the house.
“You’re confusing, is what you are,” he grumbled. “How does all of that fit into this … this little woman that you are now?” Hydra shook her head.
“Do not try to understand our anatomy,” she sighed, looking behind her to gaze out of the front door. “If we are lucky, your authorities will capture Tebias. With the state he is in now, they may actually be able to hold him.”
“Why is he after her anyway? What’s his problem?” Maverick asked with aggravation. He stopped to turn around, waiting for her answer as Saphora made her way to the marble countertop. There were now a few scratches and dents, but she was grateful to see it had survived.
“It is because she is the only chance of them failing. Without her, they are sure to take down the kingdom.”
“Who’s they? Just who is he getting his orders from?”
Hydra paused with a grimace.
“His mother.”