If it were not for the visible flick of a bloodstained ear in the direction of the young priestess, it would well have appeared the monstrous amalgam of man and beast ignored her outright. It was difficult to control every impulse and action at hand, all the world too electric and alive, driven by otherworldly designs and the much more mundane; the need to further the hunting party, to kill the enemy, undo evil. But there was enough to at least face her in response, as difficult as that was.

Returning the sword to its sheath across the back, the tremendous bestial feet spread across the cave floor with the same silence that those of the old sailor had until they stood mere inches from the body. It did not bother any that the ground was sticky with the dragon's lifeblood, nor was it a bother to part through the departed's belongings...

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