What does he know about silver dragons? He closes his eyes for a moment, dredging the information up from the depths of his mind.
“They like people. I remember that. So it makes sense that you might have met one, and that one might be there for this confrontation.” He opens his eyes again, taking in the mural with new eyes. “Then does that mean it’s trying to help? Was your dragon trying to help?”
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He looks down at the arrow.
“A silver dragon?”
What does he know about silver dragons? He closes his eyes for a moment, dredging the information up from the depths of his mind.
“They like people. I remember that. So it makes sense that you might have met one, and that one might be there for this confrontation.” He opens his eyes again, taking in the mural with new eyes. “Then does that mean it’s trying to help? Was your dragon trying to help?”