Chapter 6: Endure
Kaedros had always known humans were greedy and bloodthirsty, he should know, he was once a human!
Nut even with that knowledge, this still shocked him.
’..torturing monsters for cheap experiments?..’ he thought in disgust.
He could understand killing monsters quickly for the mana they provide. That was simple pragmatism. But this? This was cruelty beyond reason, keeping creatures in cages, writhing in pain, just to satisfy their twisted curiosity.
And to dare capture a Dragon?
The arrogance was staggering. Had they already forgotten the devastation Dragons once brought when they flew over their burning cities in the last war? The screams? The ash?
"Are you okay, Kael?" Esmera jogged to catch up to him, surprised by how fast he moved. He was nimble and quick or someone of his size. Honestly, she didn’t think he even looked like a boy anymore.
He was tall, with raven-black hair and piercing blue eyes. His muscles were sharp and lean, like a blade honed by fire.
Esmera flushed as her thoughts trailed off. Focus, girl. Focus.
"Of course I am," Kaedros replied as he slowed down to walk beside her.
"You didn’t look it in there," she said, frowning. "You looked... sick. Are your wounds healed?"
What Vann had said about Dragons regeneration was true especially for Nobles. But Kaedros, weakened by his incomplete bloodline, healed slower than usual. Still, his injuries had recovered by now.