Completely oblivious to the second general's schemes, on a planet inhabited by an old race linked to the golden-scaled dragons through their dragon blood.
Asher's shock at seeing a familiar figure was quickly replaced. His red-rimmed eyes flickered with a hint of relief as he watched the red-haired man floating before him.
"Thank you..."
He uttered very quietly, and if not for Jian's keen sense of hearing, he would have never caught the soft whisper. Jian finally turned to look at the half-dragon with a scoff.
"No thanks between us! Why didn't you contact anyone when you needed help?"
Asher was tongue-tied for a moment. In that brief time, Alec had also arrived beside Jian, a dark grin on his face that suggested a thirst for vengeance.
"Leave everything to us. Now that we are here, no enemy will escape alive! James, seal this planet; it's time to inflict double the pain the Nightkin race has caused the inhabitants of this planet!"
