The Riders Flame
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The silver flame was bright in the dark of the night, Raider was flying high up in the sky he landed next to me and said through the mental link" I did not see the Assassin." "Well let us move on we'll head to the next town, will you join me." He landed and His silver scales shimmered brightly as he touched my hand with his snout and he vanished. I felt the familiar feeling of the dragons body shape appearing on my arms, neck, and my back, I look down at my arm and see the wings of a dragon running down them the tip barely touching the back of my hands, I turned and walked down the path.
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