Business Dragon 5 – Logan Jacobs

“You almost sound proud,” Stacey teased. “They’re ferocious adversaries and deserving of recognition,” I said. “Only a fool would think he can easily best such a creature. Even a dragon.” “I’ve heard of basilisks, or at least human myths about them,” the bespectacled woman said. “Is it true they can kill you with a look?” “Yes,” I said gravely. “Thankfully, this one seems to have discovered the incredible human invention of sunglasses, so he can get around with less suspicion.”

“He’ll look like an asshole, but at least he won’t be a weirdo walking around with his eyes closed– or killing everyone he looks at,” Stacey muttered. Then, in a gesture that seemed so simple I doubted she consciously realized she was doing it, she reached for Liang’s hands, threaded their fingers together, and squeezed reassuringly. “Well,” Liang then said with a small smile.

“I might not be able to fight, but I’m at least immune to that part.” I let out a laugh and was surprised by both it and her point. “I suppose that’s true,” I agreed. “I wonder if that was why he was after you.” “You think?” she asked as she cocked her head. “Honestly, I have no idea,” I said.

“I’ve never known basilisks to have specific targets in mind. Usually, they just go for whoever is foolish enough not to realize what they are. And they don’t often have much cause for revenge– very few people can trick a basilisk and get away with it.” “Unless you’re a dragon,” Stacey pointed out. “Good point,” I said with a nod. “He’s really after me?” Liang then asked. She looked daunted by the idea, and I didn’t blame her.

Gently, I put a hand to her shoulder to demonstrate where I was in relation to her, and then I pulled her into a quick, reassuring hug. “He’s not going to get you,” I promised. “Not him, not the Crimson 88, not anyone. You’re safe with me.” “I know,” she murmured, and her free arm, the one not holding Stacey’s hand, came up to hug me back.

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I was flame made flesh. I could withstand the cold, yes, but my preferred habitat was the base of a volcano, where I could lie on the warm, freshly-hardened stone of an eruption. If I concentrated, I could still feel the heat sizzling against my scales, and I recalled one incident where a foolish knight– merely one in a long line of foolish knights over the centuries– had engaged me in battle in the heart of my once-home. I couldn’t remember why or how I’d allowed him to venture so deeply into the cave.

Maybe I’d been recovering from some injury. Maybe I’d just allowed him to think things were going well, for my own entertainment. Whatever the reason, the outcome had been the same. Blackened bones and armor reduced to lumps of slag. But I remembered how at one point, before the fight began, the knight removed his glove and reached out a hand to touch my scales.

I allowed this only because I’d seen the hand was empty and unarmed, even as I’d pretended to still be asleep. Whatever petty dagger he might have had stowed away would not have been enough to pierce my scales, and I’d been curious about what he thought he could do. I never found out, because as soon as his palm touched my hide, he’d recoiled with a gasp of pain, with a pattern of my scales scorched into his flesh. Now, decades or perhaps even a century later, I wondered if he’d simply been awed by me.

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