My heavy breathing echoed through my ears. Black spots fitted my eyes, I squeezed them shut and shook my head frantically in an attempt to clear my vision but it didn't help. A slow ache pierced my skull. I glanced at the curious faces around me. The dark spores that were left if the drakon clung to me like a magnet. I began to feel heavier and heavier. My hands tighten around the blade and I tried to stand on my feet but I stumbled. I glanced up again. Why weren't they helping me. I know it wasn't everyday, a person kills a drakon but it was a part of my job description. "A thank you, would at least suffice," I said loud enough for the shocked hellhounds to hear. Suddenly the school door opened and a few students started rushing outside. "No, get back! Get back into the school," Frost's ex yelled. The students backed away slowly, watching with curious eyes. "Isn't it dead," Frost suddenly appeared with Henry close behind her. "Kelly," she called, taking a few steps towards me.
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