Chapter 5860 Not A Dragon
- "That frostborne poison is brutal." Jared's voice slipped out in a hushed rasp, words fogging the frigid air.
- Hold your breath, draw it inward, cut the lungs from the wind. Jared clamped down on his breathing, switching to an inner cycle that starved the toxin of entry.
- The small fire unicorn faltered, clearly uncomfortable; fire-aligned beasts were always throttled by such cold. Even so, the proud little creature lifted its head and pressed close to Jared's flank, a corona of gold flame roaring along its scales, pushing a clear pocket of warmth around them both.