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141 - Small, Cursed Chance
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2024-10-24 22:00:07GILDEON
If there was one thing he had learned about witches, it was that no crucial information ever came for free. Vergilius’s next words only confirmed it.
“I shall,” the vampire witch said, “once you have agreed to join hands with me instead.”
A smirk pulled at Gildeon’s lips. “I thought you're stronger than Drusden,” he taunted. “Why do you need me?”
“We are both well aware he has a dragon shifter at his side.” Vergilius shrugged, tipping his cane upward, then at Gildeon. “Two, if we include you.”
Gildeon pressed his lips together. “How did you know?” He wondered if Drusden also knew what he truly was, but figured without seeing him in full dragon form, that man wouldn’t have a clue.
“I am privy to many things, salamander.” Vergilius tapped his temple through the brim of his black hat. “Just as I know how a low mortal can—” He waved his wrinkled hand. “Transcend his own limitations.”
Gildeon wasn’t sure what the v
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