Dragons Descended Upon the Wicked
dragon is born. That dragon is forever matched with that person. Our form of transportation is on the back of a dragon.”
    “A dragon!” yelled Mrs. Goldstem.
    “Yes, but you must understand that it does as I command and it is friendly,” said Nick. “You have to trust me on this. If Esork is behind that hill you will see your daughter in a few short hours.”
    They walked towards the hill. They turned the corner and stepped over a few loose rocks. Esork was there, eating a couple goats while he lay on the ground. All three who were with Nick were completely stunned and scared at the sight of the massive white dragon. Fear filled their eyes and Nick once again had to reassure them that they would be safe. He went over a list of commands with Esork to prove that he was capable of controlling at least some aspects of what the dragon could do. After his display they all felt a bit more comfortable, although they were still scared. Nick helped them up onto the dragon’s spiky back one by one. Before they knew it they were above the clouds and on their way to the north bend. Nick took the few hours in the air to talk about what the group had gone through and what Hentrio was up against. He described their plan and the trek to Terrel. However, the day was still young and Nick had a plan of his own for a few king’s men.

CHAPTER SIX
    Esork flapped his mighty wings and eased into the crevice that was the north bend. Nick and the three who were with him descended from the neck of the giant dragon. Penny ran over with heaps of excitement. She was reunited with her parents. Tears rushed down their faces, they hugged each other, and then kissed one another. It was a beautiful sight in the days that had been filled with nothing but heartache for the camp at the north bend.
    It was midday and Nick knew he had no time to spare. He quickly ran over to where the king’s men were huddled.
    “I have a plan,” said Nick.
    “And what would that be?” asked Tyler.
    “We have started to train the capable men and women with sword and magic the past few days,” said Nick. “Have we not?”
    “We have,” said Jeffrey. “We are making steady progress for just a few short days of work. What are you getting at?”
    “We need to be prepared for everything,” said Nick. “We need to be more prepared than the six are. We need to match the power that they have. We need to be able to put up a fight when the time comes. I say that I take Jeffrey, Ron, and Andrew to the dragons’ lair to find their dragon. Today.”
    There was no response, only silence.
    “Think about it,” said Nick. “We are supreme Reza. If I had not been chosen to find my dragon, then that would be the end of it. No. I was chosen to lead the right people to find their dragons. The dragons are our allies. We were meant to ride them and we were meant to use them in battle. All we have to do is go to the dragons’ lair and you will all find your dragons. If there is one dragon for each supreme Reza, then we will have four dragons to fight with. The six have shown that they have three dragons. We will outnumber them in the skies.”
    “It is a bold plan, Nick,” said Jeffrey. “But I hope you do not underestimate the power of a single dragon. One dragon can eliminate an entire army. If we use four dragons and battle against theirs, who knows of the damage and turmoil would result?”
    “I understand that,” said Nick. “But either way we will be facing the six and their ever-growing army. They are taking every man and woman capable of fighting and adding them to their ranks in Genold City. They are making some sort of army of slaves.”
    “What do you mean, an army of slaves?” asked Dani.
    “First off, I have just gotten back from Vincot,” said Nick. “After a few unfortunate events I learned how they brand the citizens’ foreheads and only allow them to live in that city. Each citizen gets the first letter of the city to which they belong. They can’t

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