"Don't struggle in vain. Eric is mine," Arthur said coldly. His wings spread, and in the blink of an eye, he flew into the air.
Eric knew he couldn't escape anymore. He reached up and yanked the necklace off his neck - it was the symbiotic leaf Evan had left him: "Michael! Don't chase! Give this to Max and go find the Elves!"
The warm, smooth jade leaf glowed with a shimmering light as it fell from the sky into Michael's hand.
Michael grasped it, pain and anger hitting him so hard his mind went blank. He barely found his reason again and grabbed Grass's hand.
Taking a few deep breaths, Michael calmed down a little: "Don't chase anymore. That's a dragon. Chasing him will only anger him. What would happen to the tribesmen?"
