Jared managed a wry smile at the prospect. The path forward suddenly felt both brighter and far more expensive.
Feed a fire unicorn?
I can barely marshal enough. resources for my own ascension, let alone the Draconian army gulping them. down like a desert drinks rain...
Jared crouched. The chambers of the war-torn hall echoed as he stroked the creature's warm, ember-speckled head.
"Little one, it isn't that I don't want you," he murmured, voice husky with helpless affection. "We're feeling the pinch too."
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