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Dragons can do anything. There’s a reason they rule all seventeen of the CosmicRealms.
They don’t rule onEarth.
Only because they don’t care about Earth.Sindari watched as the dragon strode toward the wyvern.Correction: They haven’t cared about Earth in the past. For a dragon to come here, something must have changed. Or the wyvern committed an incredibly heinouscrime.
She did.I rested a hand on Sindari’s back.Please, lead the dragon away. I’m positive he’ll be too angry with me to chase you back to yourrealm.
That is not reassuring. He will killyou.
Not if I get away. Lead him far and lead himfast.
I don’t think you understand the power ofdragons.
Then this next ten minutes should be educational.I waved him toward the tunnelentrance.
Just don’t die in the ocean. I don’t want my next handler to be awhale.
Blazing yellow light flared below, stealing all the shadows in the cave. Rocks shattered as the dragon hurled a magical attack at his foe. The wave of power pulverized the stalagmite, and dozens of others in the area, as it hurled the wyvern forty feet to the backwall.
An ominous snap erupted from the ceiling of the cave. Two stalactites plunged down, leaving my hiding spot on the ledge open and vulnerable. I could get killed simply by the raw power being hurledaround.
The dragon lifted a hand, and the wyvern floated into the air and toward him. The winged creature spun, trying to flap her wings, her two legs flailing in the air, her lizard-like facepanicked.
Now, Sindari,I silentlyurged.
Sindari didn’t argue with me further. He sprang from our ledge and ran toward the dragon, mouth opening as if he would take abite.
Despite his magical stealth, the dragon sensed him coming. The wyvern thudded to the ground as he shifted his focus towardSindari.
The great silver tiger sprang for his head. The dragon’s eyebrows twitched in faint surprise, but all he did was duck. Sindari sailed over him, snapping at the dragon’s ear on the way by, but I could tell it was a feint. Even so, his snout bumped against an invisible shield and glancedoff.
The dragon appeared more puzzled than afraid as Sindari, a deadly creature that would make any predator on Earth quake with fear, sailed pasthim.
Sindari landed and raced into the tunnel. It looked like the dragon would ignore him. My stomachsank.
Then Sindari shouted telepathically,You hatched backward from your egg, you one-wingedgimp.
The dragon’s violet eyes flared with furious light, and he whirled and started to sprint after Sindari. But he paused in the mouth of the tunnel and looked back at the wyvern. His eyes flared even brighter, and yellow bands appeared around the wyvern, entrapping her and hoisting her in theair.
The dragon sprinted down the tunnel afterSindari.
Be safe, my friend,I thought, hoping I hadn’t lied and doomed him to hisdeath.
The wyvern spit and hissed, struggling against the magical bonds, but she couldn’t unfurl her wings, and her talons dangled a foot off the floor. With half of the stalactites turned to rubble on the ground, I had no trouble lining up myshot.
I hesitated, wanting Sindari to get the dragon as far away as he could—the full mile that he could be parted from his figurine—before I killed the wyvern. I had no doubt the dragon would know when his would-be captive was dead, and I needed time toescape.
The honorable part of me regretted sniping the wyvern when she was defenseless, but I’d learned long ago that facing magical creatures in fair battles got humans killed. And this wasn’t an arena. This was justice, and it was my assignment. The wyvern had committed a crime, and I was theexecutioner.
I fired, Fezzik’s boom thundering in the enclosed space. The magical bullet left a trail of blue in the dim air as it thudded into the side of the wyvern’shead.
She shrieked but didn’t die instantly. Startlingly, the magical bonds holding her aloft evaporated, and she dropped to her feet. Without hesitation, she whirled, unctuous gray-red blood dribbling down the side of her head, and flew up to my ledge. I shot again, but the bullet barely sank in, her feathered torso protected by some magicalarmor.
As the wyvern landed, she flung a psionic attack at me—at my mind. A powerful urge plunged into my thoughts, a command to drop my weapons, fall to my knees, and expose my neck for a swiftkill.
Growling, I shook it off. Once, that might have worked, but since I’d started carrying Chopper, it had grown easier to combat mentalattacks.
The wyvern advanced, her large sharp beak snapping. Powerful leg muscles bunched, and she sprang toward me, talons extending toward myface.
