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Feeble sparks shot from her palms.
And hit the sea monsters.
Which got their attention.
They flinched and turned toward her—eyes rolling, teeth flashing and snapping—and swam toward her.
“Holy magic!” She jumped off the concrete wall and ran.
They couldn’t get out of the water. They were sea serpents. If she ran beyond their reach, she would be safe.
Bethany poured all her energy into her legs and sprinted as fast as she could.
Splashing slapped the concrete behind her.
Bethany chanced a look over her shoulder.
The sea serpents had crawled out of the fountain and were rolling over the cement, using their coils and tails like tanks to chase her.
She leaned forward and ran, yelling“Math!”
The serpents’ scales crunched on the cement, grinding together with a mechanical shriek as they rolled. Their red eyes glared as they pursued.
They were gaining on her, fast.
Bethany screamed,“Math! Help me!”and ran as fast as she could, pistoning her legs and arms.
Ahead of her, Math was sprinting out of the casino doors. His eyes widened as he looked past her. “Bethany! Get down!Dive!”
Bethany jumped for the ground, rolling.
Math leaped into the air, his body snapping apart.
An enormous, golden dragon took his place and flew over her, its wings sparkling and beating the air.
Bethany tumbled on the cement and skidded to a stop. She looked back.
The nearest sea monster reached for her with a long, floppy tentacle. The tip of it lashed her ankle, stinging her like a jellyfish.“Ouch!”
The gold dragon landed between her and the serpent, flapping its wings and towering over the sea monsters, who cowered. Its black-gold talons sliced the jellyfish arm still flipping at Bethany and trying to sting her again as she scrambled backward. The dismembered limb writhed on the cement.
The golden dragon trumpeted an enormous cacophony of sound like an elephant and a choir of angels, screaming.
The sea monsters reared, blown back by the roar.
The golden dragon released a precise stream of fire as narrow as a laser beam, swiping across the serpents. Where the fire struck their flailing bodies, steam hissed into the air and smelled like burnt fish.
The serpents slithered back into the fountain as fast as their coils could carry them, slipping back into the muck with nary a ripple.
The gold dragon roared again, his voice reverberating from the cement and glass casinos around them.
Outside on the sidewalk, naturals strolled by with a disinterested glance at the noise because their minds would not process a golden dragon battling sea serpents on the Las Vegas Strip. A few wolfie types and a day-going vampire paused to watch the dragon before they looked around themselves and melted back into the pedestrian pace.
The gold dragon folded its wings against its back and twisted, looking back at her.
Dragons ate young maidens, didn’t they?
The way that Math talked about his dragon made it sound like something other, something wild and unconstrained, not civilized like the man he was.
