“I will bear Cloud through the portal,” Fury says as Soar ties the last knot on his armour.
“Flay will carry you.”
“Who?” Soar turns as the female nods.
She’s carrying me?
“Where are we going?”
“Skyfall, Master Soar,” Fury stands proudly.
Cloud is small in his arms.
“You shall be a guest of the Dragonkin.”
“I hope our guest is delicious,” Flay comments as she looks Soar over.
Is she flirting or does she plan on eating him?