His claws flashed his Dragon heredity without mistake.

His breath fell on my face as he held his nails at my neck.

They were so sharp that a slight moment om my part, pierced my skin. A tiny droplet of blood emerged.

I could feel it roll down my neck in a tiny stream.

" Indentify yourself and let her go! "

It was Raba.

But she froze in her tracks as soon as the man turned his head.

It seemed like she knew who he was and perhaps even feared him.

"You! You are still alive? Did you not die with your mother , buried under these rubbles? "...