Kang stayed silent, listening. It felt like everything he'd evern known had been flipped, like up had become down and black had become white. Crucible had saved her? He'd heard the stories, and he'd seen them kill draconians before, some of them his own men. He'd seen the looks on their faces, the revulsion, and the satisfaction at ridding the world of those 'abominations'.

Had any metallic dragon ever, on Krynn, done such a thing as Crucible had done with his daughter?

Speaking of his daughter, she seemed nervous, like she was afraid of what he was going to say. He sighed, and let a comforting rumble start up in his chest, "...I'm proud of you. You were very brave out there."