You move quietly through the shadows, each step calculated, as the unmistakable scent of dragon eggs grows stronger in the air. You can hear the voices of the group ahead, sharp and heated, arguing about the fate of the precious cargo you believe they’ve stolen.
"Eat them."
"Leave them."
"Give them back."
"Keep them."
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