"And I am under strict orders to prevent you. We'll take it from here," growled the kobold guard captain, glaring up at the dracon. "If it's just wood and stone, you have nothing to worry about. Head into the palace and meet with His Might the Emperor . . . without your weapons, thank you very much." He shouted to his troops, and they immediately started getting to work extracting the stone from the wagons. The environment was already getting tense. Sharp stares went around the whole of the two guard teams, and no kobold would turn his back on any dracon. 
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Kutur was shocked. Stunned in his place. He didn't know what to do. Eventually, a gasp left his snout, and a small claw reached up and touched the place that Kali put her tongue on. "I . . . " he croaked. "Ahh . . . "