Chapter 29: Visions & Soup
Suddenly, there was a roar from above and a white comet streaked down into the hole and towards the lava.
The dragon spiraled down, swept around Bran in a circle and pushed the lava away. Misha snarled at it then turned his attention to Bran. His eyes were half open but there didn’t look to be anyone home.
Misha nudged him with his nose and Bran moaned a little but didn’t wake. Not good, but not as bad as it could be, Misha thought to himself.
He looked around.
There was a spiky tree made of purple crystals just a few feet away. Out in the real world, it would probably be a good tourist destination to take photos but here it just radiated malice.
In the ground and walls not far away were shards of the same crystal buried deep into the surface. The tree wasn’t moving now but Misha concluded that it was definitely dangerous.
He had to get Bran out of here.
Misha was still not all that familiar with this draconic body, but he had confidence that he could at least carry Bran with his paws as long as he used both and was careful about it.
As for the sword...
Bran didn’t want Misha touching it, didn’t even want him touching its case when it was inside, but what choice did Misha have right now? He knew that he had to get Bran out of there and the sword seemed really important to him, so it had to come too.
Misha made up his mind and lowered his head toward the sword. He used his tongue to get one side up then carefully brought his teeth together to hold it gingerly between them.