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Authors: Craig Halloran
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fixed his line of sight elsewhere.
She stared deep into the first prisoner’s eyes, but he twisted his head away.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
“I don’t want to catch fire.”
“Ha!” she said. “Is that what they’re saying now?” She looked back at the others. “Well, are they?”
No one uttered a word.
“I see.” She bobbed her head. “So then, you put the signs up because you were hungry and you needed money. Hmmm. How much did this green-eyed man pay you, then?”
“A silver and a few coppers.”
“I have a feeling you are lying.”
The prisoner shook his head.
“You aren’t supposed to lie, you know. Bad things happen when you lie.”
“I know.”
“Remove his shirt,” she ordered.
With a few stiff tugs, the tormentor ripped it off. A few voices in the room gasped.
The prisoner had a circle with two slashes tattooed to his chest.
Selene recoiled.
“You!”
The prisoner looked her dead in the eye. Fearless.
“The king is coming, High Priestess. You can’t stop it. King Balzurth is com—”
A wash of fire erupted from her mouth. The man howled inside the fiery blaze. His flesh disintegrated from his bones, which collapsed into a pile of ash.
Everyone’s eyes were wide, their mouths breathless.
The other prisoners shuffled and twisted in their bonds.
Scowling, Selene backed away.
Metal cuffs and links snapped. The figures bound in them transformed into the sleek forms of metallic green dragons.
“You dare!” Selene roared.
Lightning blasted from the dragon mouths. A bolt slammed Selene off her feet. Another ripped through the draykis, dropping it stone-cold dead.
Selene gathered balls of flame in her hands and hurled them at full force. An explosion shook the room. Soldiers and acolytes charged the magnificent dragons with swords and spell work.
The green dragons—little bigger than men—shot lightning, swung tails, and clawed through robes and armor. The prisoners clamored. The scent of blood and burnt metal filled the air. Quick and sleek, the dragons felled every servant of Barnabus one by one. Seconds later, they hemmed Selene back inside the cove.
“I will feast on your flesh for this, you sacrificial fools!”
Lightning blasted from their mouths.
Selene absorbed it. Her body enlarged and filled with power. She unleashed it.
Lightning and fire pierced the dragons’ scales and clean through their hearts. Their bodies juttered and teetered over, lifeless as stone.
Hands smoking, Selene dropped to her knees. Huffing for breath, she said, “Great Grattack, that was close!”
CHAPTER 14
One of the greatest of dragons in the realm soared above the clouds with his great wings beating. His scales were a colored blend of iron, copper, brass, and traces of silver. He was the leader of the sky raider breed, who were some of the largest dragons. Flying fortresses in the sky. All the dragons knew him by name. Inferno.
He hadn’t landed in days. Instead, he watched Nalzambor from above, spying on enemies. He and his breed thwarted efforts wherever good people rallied. Farmland and villages burned. Lives were snuffed out in the moon and sun light. When he dropped through the clouds, the wind made a terrifying whistle between his horns. His armored belly rumbled.
Below, a herd of cattle began to stampede. Inferno bellowed a monstrous sound that bent the grass and shook the leaves from the trees. Stunned, some of the cattle staggered, shaking the horns on their heads. Others doubled over on their knees and rolled over.
Ten times their size, Inferno landed among them. His eyes were burning coals. He snatched a bull from the ground and tossed it into his mouth whole.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Gulp!
Inferno grabbed another and ate, and another. One more he swallowed whole. When he had finished, he’d eaten over twenty head of cattle. His neck swayed from side to side, and his eyes narrowed.
Burrrrrrp!
The noise was so loud, even more leaves fell
She stared deep into the first prisoner’s eyes, but he twisted his head away.
“Why won’t you look at me?”
“I don’t want to catch fire.”
“Ha!” she said. “Is that what they’re saying now?” She looked back at the others. “Well, are they?”
No one uttered a word.
“I see.” She bobbed her head. “So then, you put the signs up because you were hungry and you needed money. Hmmm. How much did this green-eyed man pay you, then?”
“A silver and a few coppers.”
“I have a feeling you are lying.”
The prisoner shook his head.
“You aren’t supposed to lie, you know. Bad things happen when you lie.”
“I know.”
“Remove his shirt,” she ordered.
With a few stiff tugs, the tormentor ripped it off. A few voices in the room gasped.
The prisoner had a circle with two slashes tattooed to his chest.
Selene recoiled.
“You!”
The prisoner looked her dead in the eye. Fearless.
“The king is coming, High Priestess. You can’t stop it. King Balzurth is com—”
A wash of fire erupted from her mouth. The man howled inside the fiery blaze. His flesh disintegrated from his bones, which collapsed into a pile of ash.
Everyone’s eyes were wide, their mouths breathless.
The other prisoners shuffled and twisted in their bonds.
Scowling, Selene backed away.
Metal cuffs and links snapped. The figures bound in them transformed into the sleek forms of metallic green dragons.
“You dare!” Selene roared.
Lightning blasted from the dragon mouths. A bolt slammed Selene off her feet. Another ripped through the draykis, dropping it stone-cold dead.
Selene gathered balls of flame in her hands and hurled them at full force. An explosion shook the room. Soldiers and acolytes charged the magnificent dragons with swords and spell work.
The green dragons—little bigger than men—shot lightning, swung tails, and clawed through robes and armor. The prisoners clamored. The scent of blood and burnt metal filled the air. Quick and sleek, the dragons felled every servant of Barnabus one by one. Seconds later, they hemmed Selene back inside the cove.
“I will feast on your flesh for this, you sacrificial fools!”
Lightning blasted from their mouths.
Selene absorbed it. Her body enlarged and filled with power. She unleashed it.
Lightning and fire pierced the dragons’ scales and clean through their hearts. Their bodies juttered and teetered over, lifeless as stone.
Hands smoking, Selene dropped to her knees. Huffing for breath, she said, “Great Grattack, that was close!”
CHAPTER 14
One of the greatest of dragons in the realm soared above the clouds with his great wings beating. His scales were a colored blend of iron, copper, brass, and traces of silver. He was the leader of the sky raider breed, who were some of the largest dragons. Flying fortresses in the sky. All the dragons knew him by name. Inferno.
He hadn’t landed in days. Instead, he watched Nalzambor from above, spying on enemies. He and his breed thwarted efforts wherever good people rallied. Farmland and villages burned. Lives were snuffed out in the moon and sun light. When he dropped through the clouds, the wind made a terrifying whistle between his horns. His armored belly rumbled.
Below, a herd of cattle began to stampede. Inferno bellowed a monstrous sound that bent the grass and shook the leaves from the trees. Stunned, some of the cattle staggered, shaking the horns on their heads. Others doubled over on their knees and rolled over.
Ten times their size, Inferno landed among them. His eyes were burning coals. He snatched a bull from the ground and tossed it into his mouth whole.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Gulp!
Inferno grabbed another and ate, and another. One more he swallowed whole. When he had finished, he’d eaten over twenty head of cattle. His neck swayed from side to side, and his eyes narrowed.
Burrrrrrp!
The noise was so loud, even more leaves fell
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