"Don't know.There only on the soul and I'm not really an expert on that,being half and half. But it hasn't made to much a difference in me over the past five years.Lot's of dragons have them on their souls,I'll show you when we get back.They've suffered a lot of grief,especially from this war." He explained,beating his wings in two long,strong strokes through the air and then rising up to their current again.

Ash made a promise to himself to get rid of the chains one way or another

Jason didn't realize that the chains where on multiple places on him though,he didn't realize that they where different than the normal chains dragons got from grief,those only on the soul but his wher on his soul and on his neck and limbs and tail. Strange,but then again he was different from the others so could that have something to do with it,or was it the level of which he'd shattered where so many had lost chance of return? Who knows,I'm just his narratore.

But with Foxy as his narrator, maybe he could somehow convince her to fix him

Maybe.But Foxy isn't to easily persuaded sometimes~. But then again,depends. But at the moment,Jason was carrying maybe twice his own weight and he didn't even know it.

Only one way to find out. He just wasn't sure how to contact the narrator

I'm right here,I can hear his thoughts. Jason was just oblivious to me though,eyes closed and taking in the massive scents that wafted through the air,blood within the edie that swirled about.

Ash thought to the narrator: FIX JASON. Please.

Oh sigh,that would be boring,then he wouldn't be dragging around tons of spiritual weight added to his own grief and frustration and heartbreak and hate.

Jason motioned for Air Current to pause,and they did very carefully,and he hovered,pupils slits and looking around. "Air Current,brush.Careful." He said,flicked a hand and they both glided down and went into a grove of some tree's with blue leaves,droopy limbs and strange fruits that looked like mini mirrors. They both hid in some of the thick ground covering,one of Jason's wings over Ash as suddenly a group of at least 8 shadow things swooped over head,reeking of blood and nightmares.None of them looked the same,seeming themed off of different fears.

It doesn't matter whether it's boring or not! His thoughts got interrupted as shadow things swept overhead. "What are they?"