Chapter 13 - The Courtyard Standoff

The royal guards rushed forward, brandishing heavy iron manacles and spiked restraint poles. But they had miscalculated the bond between Winn and the dragon.
Before the first guard could even reach her, Kestrel rose to his full, terrifying height. A shockwave of crimson fire erupted from his throat, not directed at the men, but slamming into the cobblestones directly in front of them. The intense heat fused the stone into glass instantly, creating a blazing barrier that forced the guards to stumble backward in blind terror.
"Back!" Winn commanded, her voice ringing with absolute authority.
Kestrel lowered his head, wings flared wide, shielding Winn completely from the council's troops. His golden eyes locked onto Magistrate Vane with an expression of pure, unadulterated menace.
"You have no jurisdiction here," Kalen shouted, drawing his blade as half a dozen academy instructors and loyal senior cadets rallied behind him, forming a wall of steel between the royal guards and the dragon pen. "Leave Highcrest Academy before I declare you enemies of the state!"
Magistrate Vane glared furiously around the yard, realizing the cadets and guards were fiercely loyal to Winn and Kalen. Forcing the issue here would mean starting a civil war within the academy walls.
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"This is not over," Vane hissed, backing slowly toward his carriage. "You have defied the High Council. You and your beast will be hunted across every peak in the realm."
As the carriage whipped around and raced down the mountain road, the courtyard erupted into cheers. But Winn felt no relief. She knew the council wouldn't send guards next time—they would send an entire army.
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