If Milo was smart, he’d take off with the ring, let the orcs kill Xander. The binding spell would be broken without two people to bind. There’d be one less hunter in the world, one less person to hurt the few dragons left in the world. “I should just let them have you,” Milo said, the words falling from his lips like a threat. Xander blinked, stiffening momentarily before their expression shuttered. “You could. It would solve all your problems.”
