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Ivan kept his mouth shut.

Reva sighed. "It would have been much easier if you told the truth," she said as she looked him over for injuries. She took some blood for lab work and sent it off. She turned to Han and frowned, "He shouldn't have gone into labor early. There's no signs of complications." She looked back at the empty dragon. "What did you do Ivan?" He better not have killed his eggs, some dragons did that with the misguided belief that their kits would be better off dead than in captivity, or there was going to be hell to pay. "If Devin doesn't find all eleven eggs in perfect health," she threatened her eyes flashing. "Then we're going to artificially inseminate you with the hardest brood I can find, and lock you in isolation under constant watch until the eggs hatch. We're going to get every dollar out of your hide possible. Even if it kills you."

Ivan flinched, but remained quiet.
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Devin started unload weapons out of the van. If the dragons were hiding the eggs they weren't likely to give them up without a fight. He pulled out a harpoon gun, gaff, and a handful of double bite darts. If he ran into that damnable swamp dragon he'd be ready.

He also pulled out several gas masks for his team. "Watch out, the female and little purple one spit poison."

He was dressed in a lightweight fire resistant material.