He's returned to kill the light
The dragon had watched the boy for some time. She glided from rooftop to rooftop, watching as he used invisible inclinations to lift what he wanted and bring it to his own possession. Rage fueled within her and she made sure to solidify in Abraham's mind who this culprit was. The dragoon, careful to move through the docks without drawing any attention to himself, used his companion's eyes to watch the thief throughout the day.
Finally, he had made the mistake of going somewhere alone and unattended, with no eyes to see what would become of him. That was when Gwyneverre struck -- the dragon coming in to land heavily on the abandon's shoulders, to knock him off of his arrogant feet and make him eat the sand he walked on. She hissed and her belly warmed with the threat of fire as Abraham strode towards them, silent and careful.
