Mark smirked a second before looking at Fissures gaze..."such a beauty this dragon is...reminds me of my father...heh, except not as big..." He turns to Diarow and smiles alittle then frowns. "that must have taken something though, sparing an 'enemy' but of course i was only 7 or 8 around that time, hell, people marched us to the front lines to be killed, 'hybrids are the minority' is what people said and believed. but i thank you for that kind gesture. oh, hold on" Mark takes out the dragon slayer sword and hands it to Diarow. "i am not big on knowledge on weapons, can you tell me what this is made of? whatever it is...it could slice through a dragons hide easily..." Mark smiles abit. "well, me and drake took it off a camp of soldiers, *remembers rayra talking about field and soldiers* they were indeed delicious..." He smirked as he licked his lips remembering the taste of that entire camp of soldiers. "there is more to me then meets the eye."<br/><br/>Shadow looked back into Fissures eyes with a small flinch. "yes it is...seeing another like myself, we dont see many black dragons anymore." He then continued "and you better not think about it. i am small but will fight for my pride." Shadow said after hearing Diarows remark.<br/><br/>Mordicai laughed alittle and then turned to Diarow. "so where are you staying?