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Chapter 61 - The Dragon Armor
Professor Dupont led them towards the woods. There was a small clearing past an orchard near the tumbled down wall that separated the main University grounds from the Dark forest. By the wall was a flanking tower, leaning a bit to one side, but still standing and could be entered through a partly hidden archway. The stairway was long gone and the roof was non-existent but the inside of the tower itself still looked sturdy and well kept.
“We can talk here.” Dupont faced the rest of his companions.
“This sure brings back memories...” said Althea. “I used to hang out here with some friends when we were still students...”
“The wind is strong here...” Dorin closed his eyes, faced towards the Dark woods and took a deep breath.
“So, about that dragon...” Maj. Gen. Muller started, but Johan interrupted him.
“First, can someone tell me who that over there is?” he said, pointing at a person beneath the shadows of the tilted tower.
Only his
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