Handen ran after the boy's lizard until they finally landed. I walked toward the boy once he landed.
He looked at me. And said something, but I couldn't understand.
He's saying hello Maria. Hansen told me.
Tell him that I said hello.
He speaks your native tongue. Try talking to him.
Fine.
"Hello, strange boy and his winged reptile."
"Hello. My names Moriarty, and my dragon's name is Jadea."
"Dragon?"
"Yes. Dragon. She won't hurt you." He said.
"Okay," I said, not overly trusting him.
If you want, I can fry every nerve in his body.
Not yet. I want to see if he's friend or foe.
"I came to find you and your wolf because I need you two for a war."
"War?"
"Yes. You are what is called a resistant. I'm one as well. Four days ago, my home was attacked by revenants. A kind of being worse than your worst nightmares. We won that battle, but without your help, we will lose the war."
"My help? But I'm just a girl."
"I know. There are 4 resistants. You, me and 2 others. We are people born with the ability to resist certain elements that others cannot. And we bond with creatures that can do things others of their race cannot. My dragon breathes Promethean flame, and I can resist all forms of fire. What can you 2 do?"
"Handen can produce, channel, and absorb electricity, as well as use it as a weapon. I can resist even a lighting strike without any damage."
"You will need to train. So we can go back to my home and train there with the other fighters, who aren't resistants, or we can go to the next place."
"If we're truly at war, then we need to go to the next place. You can train me along the way."
"Very well. But tonight, we rest."