"Hey, slow down!" Markus called out to Elliot as he raced toward him. "I'm not going anywhere without you. And I can't have you tripping and falling on your face in your rush to catch up!" He smirked and shook his head.Elliot skidded to a halt and tried to catch his breath. "I heard you were going to look for the dragon tamer. I want to come along!"Markus nodded, already in motion again. "Of course you can come, but you'll have to keep up. And we'll need to be quiet when we find the dragon tamer."Just then, they heard a familiar voice from behind them. "Yoo hoo! Markus?"Markus sighed and turned to see his mother approaching, carrying a pack on her back and her son in her arms. Scales let out a soft purr as they drew near."Mother, thank you for coming with.""You're welcome, my dear," Nora said, her voice gentle. "And you know I could never pass up an adventure like this! Plus, I have some history with the dragon tamer myself. I can't wait to see how he's changed over the years."

"I'm not here to cause any trouble," he said, his voice wavering slightly. "I just want to talk to you, to explain what happened. Please, just hear me out."Finn looked skeptical, but after a moment's hesitation, he nodded. "Alright, I'll listen," he said, his tone still gruff. "But you'd better make it quick!""Please, Finn, this is important," Elliott pleaded. "Markus needs your help.""And who the blazes are you?" Finn demanded, his tone sharp. "I don't recall inviting you into my home!"Elliott's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "I, um, I know Nora, and I know Markus."Finn gave Elliott a long, appraising look. "So you're a friend of George's, eh?" he said, his eyes narrowing. "That doesn't mean I have to listen to you.""Hmph," Finn grumbled, shifting from foot to foot. "I'm listening, but don't expect me to be swayed by a bunch of sob stories."Elliott took a deep breath, and began to speak. "It's true that George, as you knew him, made some mistakes. But he was a good man, onc

"...The dragons then were ruthless, not these plush toys"Markus' eyes narrowed, his tone growing more urgent. "But what you've done is much more than a challenge," he said. "You've gone against the very principles of our alliance. We can't have you doing things like this, it could tear us apart!"Finn sighed, his gaze turning distant. "I know it was a risk," he said. "But I couldn't stand by and watch those dragons be harmed. They're just like any other creature, they deserve to be treated with respect and dignity."Markus shook his head. He couldn't argue with that. "You're just making things more complicated. You're looking for an excuse to run off and hide like some hermit!""How dare you say that to me!? After what you've witnessed, you still think I'm trying to run away?""I'm not saying that to insult you," Markus said, his voice growing calmer. "But I have to wonder if you're looking for an escape, rather than a solution. Our alliance was founded on the principle of coexistenc

Before he could even think about what to do, he heard the pounding of footsteps behind him. He turned around to see a massive, ferocious-looking dragon barreling towards him. It let out a mighty roar, and Carlisle felt the ground shake beneath his feet.Finn was the one who had sold the dragon babies, and he had been motivated by greed. Carlisle, on the other hand, had been scarred by a dragon years ago, and that had shaped his entire life. He was terrified of dragons, and he had devoted himself to keeping them away from people. But now, he was faced with a situation that he couldn't control.The momma dragon let out a deafening roar, and Carlisle could feel the ground tremble beneath his feet. He knew that he had to act fast. But what could he possibly do? He didn't have any weapons, and he was no match for a dragon. All he had was the baby dragon in his hands. It was then that he had an idea. He held the baby dragon out towards the approaching momma dragon, and he began to speak in a