Chapter 5696 Demon Dragon
- The third level remained bright, perfumed by Cyanna's faint, cool scent.
- One glance told Jared she was in ruinous shape.
- Pale as winter milk, breath ragged, she knelt in meditation while ribbons of black energy crawled over her once-emerald gown, chewing at her dragon essence and mind. She looked up. Joy flared in her eyes, then drowned in frantic worry.