Dungeons and Drakons (Part VI)

“Tonight,” Erid says to a drakon near him. The drakon nods, and relays the message down the line of them, shackled together by iron chains. The word will sound innocent enough to the guards, who are planning a gladiatorial event between the drakons tonight, but what it really means is escape.

This is what our world has come to, thinks Erid. Drakons against Drakons. Fenrar leans on his shoulder.

“I hate this,” he whispers. Erid nods, too scared to say words of encouragement. He was throwing away his life of safety for the possibility of freedom.

Freedom would be wonderful, if it didn’t kill him.