Chapter 251

• Or so I thought. It seems that Atremi had a plan for this as well.
• The tricky drake pulls a strange box out of his pocket, a metallic-looking device that reminds me a bit too much of something my brother Tritus would have hidden up a sleeve or stuffed in a pocket. Twisting the mechanism, he throws it in the clearing not far from Orion’s pod.
• “Change back, all of you,” Atremi growls, “In a few moments that’s going to go off and trust me, you’ll want to be as far away from that,” he points at the box, “as possible.”