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is not right,” General Jedah muttered.
    “Maybe it is a trap, Sir.”
    Kale and Thomas recognized the rotted teeth, even through the darkness from where they hid—it was the General’s lieutenant, Saldin.
    “Hmm, quite possibly...but doubtful.” Jedah rubbed his chin, “Firehart would have already made his move. Dragons are full of pride and would never allow a horde of humans to stroll into their dwelling without a sudden confrontation or consequence.” He began to explore the cave, taking note of every pebble and imperfection he saw. “Saldin—come!” Jedah motioned a hand in his direction.
    Obediently, Saldin approached the General, following him toward the far end of the cave wall.
    “Look at this, it’s fresh. The beast has been here since this sunrise; I’m sure of it.” Jedah tapped the toe of his steel boot against the lifeless, hair covered creature. The limp body rolled over and they could see a puncture wound on its neck that formed a matted cake of blood. “The carcass is still soft and tender; it would also appear rigor mortis has not yet set in. This tells me Firehart was here even more recently than I first presumed.” He turned to face Saldin. “If I were Firehart, and the last of my kind standing on the edge of extinction, would I stay and fight?” he paused a moment, “Or would I run? But how could he have known of our plan...?”
    The general walked back to the army of men. “It appears we must have a traitor living within Mirion. Firehart knew we were en route to slay him. It appears the beast has run away like a coward,” He yelled loud enough for his voice to echo against the cave walls, amplifying so every knight could hear. “We shall find the filthy waste—no matter where he runs. This war is not over until his body falls lifeless to the floor.” He gritted his teeth in anger, “Firehart will die!”
    Kale leaned forward; his chest pounding in fury. “Did that ugly, bald monster just call me filthy?”
    Thomas jumped in surprise, reaching out with impressive speed to cup his hand over Kale’s mouth. The silencing spell had worn off sooner than anticipated. He knew his magic had been weakened after transforming Kale into a human.
    “What in bloody hell was that?” General Jedah spun around, turning in the direction where the two hid.
    Both Thomas and Kale pressed as far back as they could squeeze into the dark crevice, holding a pocket of air within their chests so their breathing would not draw attention.
    Jedah paced toward them, his head slightly tilted and eyebrows lowered as if carefully listening for something.
    Thomas’ chest burned horribly. His old body didn’t have the same stamina it once did.
    “What is it, General?” Saldin inquired, baffled by Jedah’s actions.
    “I am positive I heard someone speak over here.” He narrowed his eyes as he examined the wall, stepping even closer to where the two concealed themselves. It looked as though his piercing eyes were staring directly toward them.
    Thomas exhaled slowly and silently, unable to hold his breath any longer—his heart raced.
    “Sir,” Saldin placed his hand upon the general’s shoulder, “I believe the sound you heard was one of our own men. This cave is formed purely out of stone; everything we say—every move we make echoes off these walls.”
    General Jedah now stood mere feet away; so close they could hear his heavy breathing.
    It’s over—we’ve been spotted, Kale thought. He was fearful that, because of him, Thomas would be slain in the most vicious way by the general’s army for betrayal to the kingdom.
    The general snickered. “What am I thinking, Saldin? There is no logical way a dragon, so massive in size, could possibly hide within these walls—right before our very eyes.” He paused. “Then again, not everything is logical in this world.” Jedah gave a final glance toward where they hid, as if to satisfy his suspicions that there was indeed no one there. He turned, walking