do exactly what the old woman was saying. He really wanted to find and help that girl...the girl with the violet eyes.
“I know, so you lot, remember what Esther’s saying. If you spot the girl try talking to her, tell her we’re not hunters and we want to help.” Ronan saw each of the three men nod their heads in agreement before he settled down for the remainder of the journey, wondering if they would even see the girl tonight.
Ronan’s mind was going over and over their mission and he still had some questions for Esther. Turning his head slightly he caught her eye. “Esther, is it okay if I ask you some questions?” He waited for her nod before going on. “First, I don’t know an awful lot about magic of any kind, far less dark magic, so can you enlighten me on that?”
Esther frowned as she seemed to take her time to answer, finally she replied. “Ronan, dark magic was borne out of necessity a very, very long time ago, when Dragons roamed the earth freely. As usual, mankind’s fear brought about hordes of people trying to eliminate them. At that time, Dragons had friends within the magical community, who hid their powers for fear of being ostracized, or worse, because of their abilities. Unfortunately, no Witch was strong enough to aid the Dragons. The beasts, however, were well aware that their blood held properties that would enhance magic, so they offered it to a select few to make them stronger, and then able to aid in their protection. Between them, spells were created and cast to hide Dragons from detection and even so much that a hunting party could pass within feet of one and never see it. This relationship carried on for centuries until one Witch started to use the power for his own ends. Soon, far too soon, more and more Witches joined the first one and then the Dragons had to flee from not only humans but Witches also.”
Esther stopped for a moment, her face pained as she caught her breath. “I am disgusted to say that this has been the case ever since. There is a very small faction of Witches who hunt the Dragons for their own selfish needs. It is only a small number, as far as I’m aware, but the damage that’s been done is beyond words. I’m pretty sure that this Dragon we are trying to find may be the last of her kind.”
Everyone in the vehicle listened avidly as the old woman spoke, Ronan frowning and scowling. “Esther, what about you? You use dark magic at times, don’t you?”
Esther’s face lit up in a smile as she locked eyes with Ronan. “Yes, I do. I was friends with a Dragon many many years ago and he gave me a supply, though that is almost gone now. I also have managed to utilize dark magic using several other means; however, I’m not at liberty to give you more information on that. If it fell into the wrong hands then I would never forgive myself. However, it is only with Dragon blood that I’m strongest in dark magic and I use it only in rare situations when I have no other choice. I have my vial with me tonight, if I feel a dark magic-wielding Witch in the area, then I’ll partake of a tiny amount to ensure everyone is safe.”
Ronan turned back around to stare out the windshield. “That’s fine with me and thanks for the background, Esther. Seems as if Dragons have had a tough ride for a very long time.”
Sam quipped, “Hell yeah, even more than us Vamps and that’s gotta suck.”
Esther chuckled as Sam looked at her. “What?” he asked, wondering why she was laughing. Didn’t seem funny to him that the Dragons had been hunted almost to extinction.
Esther took another moment or two before she managed to reply. “Gotta suck? Vamps? You don’t even know when you say something funny, Sam.”
Ronan smiled as Sam groaned before the vehicle was once again filled with silence.
Chapter 5
The journey seemed to take longer than the previous day, Ronan getting more and more uptight, as they drew nearer to where they had parked previously. Drake