"This is my third strike." Aiden intoned after a long bout of silence, seemingly satisfied with Alex's response.
Meanwhile, above, Ana was left conflicted, her draconic eyes reflecting the scene below.
Was she really such a dangerous element?
Despite learning about the extinction of her race during the War of Annihilation, she had never once considered turning against humans.
She grew up with them, learning their culture and understanding their ways.
She found herself falling in love with humanity while also growing to accept their imperfections.
Yet to think that she would be regarded as nothing more than a weapon.
It brought forth a feeling akin to sadness and disappointment, her head drooping as she pondered where she had gone wrong.
Just then, she heard a voice, one that she had grown to trust in the last few months.
