Making sturdy prisons out of dragon bones was one of the skills I'm actually looking forward to acquiring.
I watched with fascination as Ephis summoned the prison that held Bronn.
But more than that, I was trying to distract myself.
I had lost count of how long we had been searching for Bronn. The thought of finally meeting him made me feel queasy.
I don't understand why but my insides were like being tossed and turned, and I wanted to vomit.
But I held it in.
The prison looked metal from afar, but the more it became visible, the more the bones of perhaps different animals appeared.
Several strands of hair were used to tie the ends together.
Inside was a metal plate, and a figure lay unconscious there.
I glanced at Ephis before shifting it to Diva. She didn't appear to be troubled at all, which was not surprising.
"Wake him up."
I demanded.
Diva folded her arms over her chest.
