The sweltering heat of fire woke you out of your sleep. A burning hell surrounded you, flames devouring the walls of what used to be your holding cell, their embers licking harmlessly along the tatters of your clothes and up your skin, never burning you. You couldn't remember where you were, or what you had been doing, but the flames felt . . . safe.

"You're awake," a voice rumbled from over your head. A dragon hybrid, from the horns, crouched protectively over your body. "Are you alright?"