บท 366: Draconic Courtesy

"You will be happy to know that your assailants are being … handled." the dragon said.

I shrugged. "Give them the name of Marco Sallent, and turn them loose. Without permanent damage, if possible."

"Boring." the dragon said.

"La Tarantula Sangre isn't here to teach them, let them accomplish their ends without my help."

"Oho. So there is a vicious streak within you."

I spread my hands. "I have recently been reminded that I am emissary for Sobek on earth."

The dragon scratched idly at a floor tile. "You realize any favors you perform for the oracle are between him, you, and your god?"

"Why would they be otherwise?" I asked.

"There is still a matter of you being attacked while under my protection." the dragon said. "A minor attack, normally, but I understand that your devil woman... inconvenienced you."

I made a dismissive tick in the back of my throat. "At my own request, she used fire to remove a curse from me."