A House Divided Cannot Stand: Part Two "I've had enough," Dragon repeated coldly, folding her arms and glaring at them both. "I've warned you a thousand times. Maybe if you'd listened to me, this wouldn't be happening."
The Eternal Paint Brushes: Part Four The paint brushes were gone as well, and though Psellia didn't know what they were, if the Betrayer wanted them, it couldn't mean anything good.