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“Mmhmm.” Cabbie didn’t seem convinced.
The Mannos and Cherries loaded into the containers in record time. With Yunez and Jari on one dragon, Nato on one by himself, then Rand and Egan on another, we lifted off the ground.
It was everything I avoided about topsy turvy carnival rides.
“Oh shit!” I yelled, and Sage was right there with me, adding his own frantic, high-pitched scream.
“Don’t worry. We’re extremely skilled. Just enjoy the ride.”
Three powerful beats of her wings later, we were soaring over the land at rocket like speeds. They were like torpedoes, zipping across the sky. With every wing beat, we rose higher and higher, until the clouds cloaked us from the ground. The cool, moist air felt good on my overheated skin.
I had to admit, not being able to see how high we were eased some of my fear.
Then I realized we should have found Wade. But hell, he’d left a decent amount before we did, and it would have delayed us getting to the fight if we had wasted time looking for him. As much as this sucked, it was better we go straight there.
“How far is Senadia?” I yelled over the wind.
“Usually two days by horse,” Sage answered.
“Don’t worry, magic ones. We will have you there within an hour.” Varga veered hard to the right and laughed as we screamed. The shouts of my LL in the distance said their dragons did the same thing. I think they were a little sadistic, but I liked them.
The hour she promised flew by quickly. Then we were descending from the clouds, and my breath caught in my throat.
There was an attack going on. I hadn’t exactly forgotten, but the new experience had somewhat overshadowed my earlier nerves. Now, though? All the worry, fear, and determination barreled through me.
Black smoke rose from most houses, as fires littered the countryside. It looked like it had been going on for days.
Grunts and yells of battle worn men and women reached our ears over the clangs of swords and metal.
“Dear God,” I whispered, gripping the saddle edge tighter.
Wisps of purple smoke floated here and there, telling us exactly how this battle started. Sage’s breath caught as his cheek pressed into the side of my head.
There on the top of a hill, opposite the stronghold that must have been Toste’s home, was a man I had hoped I’d never see again.
Sliad.
This was about to get very personal for Yunez. And I was going to make sure that bastard didn’t leave the field.
The precise momentthe people on the battlefield saw us, fighting stopped. Their mouths slackened as they stared wide eyed at the dragons coming in closer.
Wind stirred beneath us, yanking swords out of the hands of the Mannos and building a dirt storm that distracted everyone on the ground.
I glanced over my shoulder to see Jari tipping to the side, his hand moving in circular motions while his eyes were bright jewels in his face.
Sliad glanced up, bared his teeth in a ferocious smile as he raised his own arms. Just as a strong gale tried to knock us off course, Rand flicked his wrists and combated the move. He went one step further and heavy rain pelted the hill where Sliad stood.
“Not today, Sliad!” Yunez yelled, kicking his feet out of the stirrups. His dragon swooped right over Sliad’s position and Yunez jumped off, falling with a yell and tackling Sliad to the ground.
Whatever powers each Manno possessed, Yunez seemed determined to have it out the old fashioned way.
Varga flapped her wings as she landed. Behind us, her sisters landed, and on the other side of the field, the doors to the containers were already opened, as Mannos and Cherries jumped out before they were even on the ground.
The Mannos and Cherries screamed incensed battle cries as they launched into the fight.
There were three different groups of people on the field. One group of soldiers in tattered red and gold uniforms, one group of soldiers in light gray and black uniforms—who I assumed to be the Mannos considering how Sliad was dressed. Then there were the regular people in dirty, torn clothing. Most were adults but there were some young children out there too and I heated.
They fought thechildren?
