Vulnerable (Ch.642)

'He does hear us, does he not?' A first voice of the ethereal murmured, soft as the sigh of the midnight breeze wafting down the hollow halls of the Shadow Tower.

'It must be so! He proclaimed it himself. Surely, his ears are attuned to our spectral utterances!' The second voice echoed with fervor, its tone unwavering.

'Yet perchance his reply was just a happenstance? It seems most improbable that a dragon would possess the finesse to discern the whispers of spirits.' The third voice pondered skeptically.

'What manner of happenstance could it truly be? He answered our call, and we all did hear him!' The second voice pressed on, insistent on its opinion.

'But look how he traverses these hallowed halls, blissfully unaware for many days past. Have we not exhausted every means to seize his attention?' The third voice pointed out with an air of exasperation.