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"Dragon? Permission to help rescue Nogard?"

Looking over at Rose, I realized that she had been crying. Walking over to her and hugging her, I said, "Of course, any help is greatly appreciated. But what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Dragon," Nissa said, moving so that she was standing by me. "Two locations on me have had the sensors disabled and we have an intruder."

Feeling a vein pop out on my forehead, I replied, "Excuse me?"

"n** disabled my sensors where the Dragonfly is--Taran is there as well. The intruder, who is now on command, had disabled my sensors in one of the storage bays."

"Can't you put a centralized grav field around the intruder?"

"It's too small. It is only 15.24 centimeters big."

Sighing, I said, "Fine, create a bird cage to hold it or something. Shalimar, Wynn. I want you each to take three androids. Shal, I want you to see what n** and Taran are up to. Wynn, I want you to go see about that intruder."

As the two left, one of Nerissa's display screen to my right lit up. It was split between an image of Nerissa and data from the body in the scanner.

Lofwyr's Pov

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"No, Thermail. Draco has deemed that none of us are to go after this new threat. It is absolutely forbidden."

"Draco's rule may soon come to an end, you old fool!" Thermail replied. "It is best now to join my side and eliminate the enemy before they get out of hand!"

"I do not care to repeat myself, brother, so I will not," Lofwyr said, turning to leave. "This conversation is over."

"Do not EVER turn your back on me, fool!" Thermail growled, pouncing.

Turning, Lofwyr lashed out with his tale and knocked Thermail aside as though he were only a rag doll. Growling, he said, "You know you cannot win against me, brother, while we are in the Hall of Dracen!" [+1]

"Problems, brothers?" Vestrivan asked, coming around one of the corners.

"No, sister," Thermail said, leaving. Pausing at Lofwyr's shoulder, he growled quietly, "This is not over, brother."

"It never is," Lofwyr replied. To Vestrivan, he bowed his head respectively and said, "Greetings sister."

"Greetings, my brother," Vestrivan replied. "I thought I should mention that your pillar is glowing. Your dragoon is trying to contact you." [+2]

"Thank you, Vestrivan," Lofwyr replied, closing his eyes and sending his his mind to where his dragoon was.

n**'s PoV

"It is an honor," Taran said simply, still bent in half in a bow.

Due to some things that had happened to her in the past, n** was able to project her thoughts while in tiger form. Forgive my impertinence, my lord. But you are not fooling anyone with that disguise. You are Lowfyr, the draconic god of honorable, chivalry, and commitment.

"Last I checked, Sai Niphaphone Keophonthepha," Lowfyr replied. He had appeared in spirit dragon form, "my human form had gold hair and gold eyes. Not white and green."

Shocked, n** looked at the real Lofwyr, then back at Taran. Then who are you?

"This, Sai Niphaphone, is my Dragoon," Lofwyr said. Eying n**, he said, "Much has changed about you since we last saw each other, yet your heart of hearts has not changed at all."

Thank you, milord, n** said, bowing her tiger head. May I ask what has drawn you here today?

Looking at Taran, Lofwyr said, "That is for him to answer."

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