As soon as he poked his head into view there was a roar and a heavy thud as what seemed to be fire hit the window again. Renae screamed as flames licked around the frame, reaching greedy fingers into the room. The magic Hale had cast over the window flared, throbbing like a heartbeat. “Crap.” Hale risked another quick look out and his breath hissed between his teeth. “They have a fucking dragon!” “They? Who’s they?” she asked, grabbing the first shirt and pants she could find in the bag. They were loose, cargo style sweatpants with a drawstring. She yanked and tied them quickly, securing the pants so they wouldn’t fall before bending to turn them up. Still no shoes but that wasn’t an issue. The soles of her feet were hard as leather thanks to her habit of walking outside barefoot. “Looks like a load of pixies, at least one warlock, and the dragon,” he replied, peeking out the window between fireballs.
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