"Dragon killers aren't welcome in this world," the newcomer growled. She stabbed the sword through the chest of the dragon killer. "Leave this world." She stood up straight and mumbled some words, then slashed her sword in the air, creating the vague outline of a rectangle around the stabbed woman, and a shimmering hole opened up in the concrete.

The dragon killer fell through the hole in the ground. There was no sign that she had ever been there.

The new woman looked up at us sharply, and I gripped Paz's sword in anxious anticipation, waiting for her to explain what she wanted from us. This woman had killed without hesitation, and now she had turned her attention to us.

She approached with confidence, but Paz didn't seem phased, so I stood my ground, too. "This is a new dragon knight?" she asked, peering at me. Her hazel eyes were intense, and filled with tiny red flecks that seemed to take over all of her eyes as I stared at them. "She doesn't look like much."

Paz held out her hand to her. "Thank you for saving us."

The woman gave a short laugh in my face and turned her attention to Paz. She bowed her head. "Of course I'd save a dragon. That is why a dragon knight exists."