The roar faded slowly.
The chamber remained silent long after it was gone.
John could still feel the vibration in the stone beneath his boots.
The injured man against the wall was trembling.
Lythriel kept her sword drawn, but she wasn't looking at him anymore.
She was staring into the darkness behind them.
Darius was doing the same.
John finally spoke.
"The last dragon?"
The injured man swallowed.
"Yes."
"You're sure?"
"I heard it."
His voice shook.
"We all heard it."
John glanced toward the two unconscious people.
"What happened to them?"
"The guardian."
The man lowered his head.
"We came here two days ago."
"We found the outer ruins."
"Then we found the entrance."
John and the others exchanged glances.
"The entrance opened for you?"
The man shook his head.
"No."
"We opened it."
"How?"
The man looked toward John.
"We had a key."
John immediately thought of the circular object in the chamber above.
"You had one of those?"
The man nodded.
