Book Seven: Chapter 118

Mike pressed his hand against Di and closed his eyes. He could sense the magic moving through her massive body, intertwined so tightly with this place. In a way, it felt like he was standing before Naia, but the dragon’s entire being radiated with peace and something else. He tried to discern the feeling, but it slipped away from him.

“I sense great power in you as well, Caretaker.” Di chuckled, a noise that made the earth tremble. “What would you ask of me?”

“Are you a fire dragon?” he asked.

“I am of the earth,” Di replied. It occurred to Mike that the dragon hadn’t moved her lips at all. “Though there is some overlap.”

“Do you know why I came?” he asked.

“I do.” Di lifted her head to look down on him from above once more. “Because of what happened with the merfolk.”

“What did happen?” he asked, squinting up at Di. The weird light of the chamber hurt his eyes and he made a mental note to see if his sunglasses had survived in his backpack.