"Portal. Shadowclaw. Now."
Dexmon Drakenfell was walking at a pace that suggested the destination was non-negotiable and the timeline was shorter than the sentence he had used to announce it.
"This is a terrible idea," Hyran said flatly.
"Noted."
"Your father removed you from her training for a reason."
"Also noted."
"The reason was biological, tactical, and correct, and you agreed to it four hours ago."
"That was four hours ago. That was also eleven shifts ago. The agreement had an expiration date and the expiration date was shift number twelve, and we are currently at fifteen, and the agreement is dead, and I am attending its funeral, which is located in Shadowclaw, where I will be in approximately ninety seconds."
