The Same Man (Part 2)
"Shut up." Irslak sounded hoarse as if he had a mountain down his throat. "I already feel guilty enough without your ramblings. I need to pretend this is all the Yggdrasill's fault. At least until I get back home."
While the Elder Dragons mourned and the young ones looted, only a few people bolted to Lith's position.
Menadion arrived first. Bytra's speed was unrivaled under normal circumstances but guilt gave her an extra edge over her competition.
"Epphy! Where is Epphy, you oaf?" The First Ruler of the Flames demanded. "Is she okay? Talk to me!"
The Tiamat was down on one knee, panting. Double Edge was struck straight in the ground and Lith used it as a crutch not to fall forward. He glared at Menadion while he brought one hand to his heart where Solus was.
The wound inflicted upon him by the stone bullet was still visible but it wasn't lethal anymore. A stone slime seeped out of the scar and shapeshifted into Solus' human form.