Matt

Rain had the right mindset. This was fucked up, but we had come too far.

After the pictures, we finally stumbled upon the relic. It was a small relic in the shape of a dragon and didn’t look to be very special. The thing looked like it was centuries old… which it was.

There was also this strange, jet black stone sitting in the dragon’s mouth. I frowned.

From my vague memory, that was a dragon stone, but I had no idea of it’s power. It was something one of the Rosewater Coven elders had said would be no the relic.

The five of us didn’t move. It felt...