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The rumble in Vex’s chest deepens, then shifts into a low, melodic thrum—a sound no instrument can replicate. It is the Rhark’s version of a purr. Kaelen leans his forehead against the great beast’s snout. The heat washes over him like a blessing.

Two years ago, Vex was a hatchling no bigger than a mastiff, found orphaned in a geothermal vent field. His mother had been poached for her heat-sacs—a crime that still made Kaelen’s jaw ache. The little creature had hissed and spat globs of superheated saliva, burning three of Kaelen’s fingers to the bone. Any sensible person would have run. rhark trainer

Kaelen smiles and shows them his scarred fingers. “He remembers every day,” he says. “That’s why he chooses not to be.” The rumble in Vex’s chest deepens, then shifts