The largest thundered to the ground before me, snarling as its impact made a crater that displaced several feet of snow and frozen earth, missing me by inches. Iridescent scales shone like diamonds, its jaws filled with rows of snapping teeth that were as deadly as daggers. A single jagged scar glinted across its chest. I bared my teeth in a feral grin. It was Silvanus, a dragon I’d sparred with for nearly a century and one I’d hand-raised from a hatchling.
