Arthur's POV

I storm into the room where Gavin and Gesenia talk around a table.

"You call that a victory?" I stormed in. Gavin sighs.

"What would you call it?" He asks.

"Do we have the Tribrid?" I ask, knowing the answer.

"No."

"Did we come back with all of our dragons?" Again, knowing the answer.

"No."

"Then we lost. We did not win. We are worse off than when we started. We don't even know where the Tribrid is now." I say. These people, why did I ever agree to work with these?

"Sir, sir sir!" Harold bursts through the door, interrupting us.

"Not now, Harold. How dare you...