Chapter 206
Author: Dep Flair
last update2026-08-24 21:35:32

Gordon found him in the garrison courtyard an hour after the dragon was brought inside.

"Explain," Gordon said. No greeting. No preamble. Just demand.

Draven didn't turn around. "Explain what?"

"Your fire. That wasn't learned magic. That wasn't academy training. That wasn't anything normal."

Draven finally turned to face him. Gordon was still shaking. Adrenaline from almost dying hadn't worn off yet. Embarrassment was layered underneath.

"Family training," Draven said simply. "Ashworth traditio
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