Kalysto moved down off the dragon and pulled his cowl over his head to obscure his face, following her along. He patted her shoulder for a brief moment, knowing how much his own Nether-Drake liked such things.
He stopped as he watched a group of guards patrolling the area and deeply frowned.
“You know,” He sighed. “If we weren’t here on questionable terms, they’d practically give the damn thing to us…”