She struggled in his coils, the cold touch of his golden scales seeping into her flesh. His words were icy, though his voice was as smooth as it always was. He spoke as though it were merely a transaction. A job, nothing more.

Truth be told, she didn't know if she cared one way or another if the beast used her to kill her brother. Loyalty was never her strong suit.

Dezrel Vontage and Isithixo 'Ix' belong to me~