Chapter 38.2

Puff sneezed out the last of the itchy cloud, the welcomed kiss of cold air finally stroking his wrist. Dizzy with numb euphoria, the small dragon stared at his broken cage, his eyes washing with a surge of tears as he gave Ronan a cracking warble.

"You're free buddy."

Puff let the words sink in. He really was free now, free to do whatever he damn pleased. Which meant no more tiny fluffy dragon.

A pulse of magic rushed through his body, bathing every inch of his fur in a blinding white glow that forced every set of eyes in the room to duck for the cover of darkness until his transformation was complete.

Where the light died down a large fluffy white dragon sat prestigiously chasing his own tail. He was easily twice as large as Ronan, but aside from his size, not a lot had changed. Puff stopped his playful chasing and looked at the cuff one more time, his eyes glazed with a feral rage as he snarled at the contraption that had stolen years of his youth, viciously shaking it back and for
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