Draven strode hurriedly back towards the bed, he then remarked, "Point of correction, we are doomed. Hurry, they are headed this way, we have to leave."
Rhea raised an eyebrow, "We? Aren't they here for you? Haven't I warned you to leave before the shadow stalkers detect your aura?"
"Yes, we. Right now I have a mortal body with the scent of a dragon, but if they catch me and kill me, you will perish along with me. So technically, we have to leave together to avoid either of us from being caught." He said those words without the slightest bit of panic.
