Blizzard
The Quiet Winds of the Winter
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- Age 36
- Seen Aug 1, 2007
Suddenly a hand grabbed itself around my throat. It was Marcus; but it was totally impossible. He HAD to have flown at least a mile... but he was back already. "Okay, Miss Dragonite, that's it. Either surrender the Dratinis or I break his neck. It's that simple. What's it gonna be? You gonna save your babies or your boy?" He sounded arrogant, too arrogant.