Battle of the Dragon by Craig Halloran

Author:Craig Halloran
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Two-Ten Book Press
Published: 2015-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

Hoven the roamer elf fought for his life. A huge gash was on his chest. His hands pushed up against the wurmer’s snapping jaws.

Nath collided with the scaly beast, pushing it off Hoven.

Brenwar grabbed the elf’s arm and dragged him out of the way.

The wurmer’s tail whipped around, caught Nath in the chest, and knocked him off his feet. He sprang back up and braced himself for attack.

The scaly beast squared off on Nath. It sniffed the air. Its purple eyes narrowed in recognition.

Nath advanced with his elven blade. “What are you waiting for, insect?”

The wurmer darted forward and spun around, flicking out its tail.

Nath jumped backward.

The wurmer ran into the brush, cleared a path, and spread its wings.

“He’s running,” Nath said, sprinting after it.

The wurmer took to the air.

Nath dove for its tail. His fingers stretched out at full length, grasping for the flying monster. He whiffed and crashed into the ground.

The wurmer ascended toward the setting sun.

Nath slammed his fist in the dirt. “Guzan!”

Sansla landed beside him. “What happened?”

Gazing at Sansla’s great wings, Nath yelled at him, “That thing’s a scout. It knows me. Get after it, Sansla.” He pointed at the sky. “You must stop it now!”

Without hesitation, Sansla leapt into the air and took off like a giant bat, making a straight line for the wurmer. Within seconds they were both gone.

On his feet again, Nath trotted back to Brenwar and Hoven. More roamers had formed a circle around the fallen roamer. Brenwar had Hoven’s head in his lap. The long-limbed elf’s chest was bloody and still bleeding. His complexion was turning a deep purple. He coughed and spat blood.

Taking a knee, Shum said, “I must get him out of here if he is to live.”

“Where will you take him?” Nath asked. “The Elven Field of Dreams?”

Shum picked his brother up in his arms. “That’s an option.” He let out a sharp whistle. Two of the magnificent horses bred by the roamers showed up. One of them lay down. Shum climbed on with Hoven in his arms. The horse rose up. Checking the sky, Shum shook his head and said to one of the roamers, “Liam, you have my charge.”

“Dragon speed,” Liam said.

Shum nodded, nudged his heels into the horse’s ribs, and galloped away.

“Well, that was awful,” Brenwar said.

“Awful indeed,” Nath replied. His eyes remained fixed on the sky.

Liam came alongside him. “I’m ready to go in if you are.”

“Huh?” Nath said, lowering his gaze on the roamer elf. Liam was much younger than Shum and Hoven. His potbelly was not so pronounced, his long bones not quite as heavy as those of his elders. As another sign of his youth, his gray eyes were eager and energetic. “What are you suggesting?”

“We go in and rescue your friend Selene. Time is wasting.”

Nath smirked at the long-haired rangy elf. “Let’s see what Sansla has to say when he returns.”

Bouncing up and down on his toes, Liam said, “And if he doesn’t?”

“Have some faith in your king,” Nath said with surprise.

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