Elena had many questions. From the droplets of blood she'd seen to the existence of the shadows, and yet, no matter how many times she asked, neither Tasha nor Alyssa bothered to answer.
It was after dark when they came upon a cave that hid a small clan of Kobolds that bore a rather stronger lineage of Dragon within their blood, or so Tasha explained, as she tore them limb from limb. There were screams that Elena could not help but close her heart to. It was unnecessary and cruel the way she tormented them.
Kobolds were a greedy race, but they were highly intelligent, possessing their own language, culture, and god. They were no different from humans or other humanoids. To see them torn asunder had not sat well in Elena's gut. It had been said that if there were one Kobold, there would be a thousand hidden away underground like sewer rats. Even the smallest of clans hid hundreds at a time. And yet…
