Dragon School: Dust of Death by Wilson Sarah K. L

Author:Wilson, Sarah K. L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sarah K. L. Wilson
Published: 2018-09-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I’VE ALREADY STARTED. I can’t stop.

The Ifrit stirred.

“Hubric!” I whispered. Just a whisper in a cavern full of people talking at full volume. But the Ifrit shifted slightly – like I suddenly had his full attention.

Everything seemed to happen very slowly – too slowly.

The Serpent Prince yelled a command in his language, pushing past Jalla and rushing into the circle. As soon as he reached the midway point he startled, freezing in place for a moment – his eyes wild – before he disappeared. He didn’t fade slowly or seem to walk through a door or anything else, he was just gone.

I didn’t have time to gasp before Jalla drew her sword, raised it in the air and yelled, pointing at the glowing glyph on the floor. The army rushed forward from the bridge onto the central hub, charging for the glyph at full speed. The man leading the charge didn’t even pause as he hit the same point as Habrida had and vanished midstride, just like his leader. I barely saw the faces of the men and women who followed him before they vanished into the portal, too.

And then everything was moving too quickly. I held my breath as I watched, unwilling to be distracted by the need to breathe.

The army continued its headlong charge into the portal. Kyrowat launched into the air beside me while Jalla screamed at Renn to follow him. Renn argued back, his face flushed in his intensity. It would take a lot to force Renn to fly into the face of danger.

He finally launched into the air, cursing so loudly that I could hear him over the pandemonium of the jostling army. I couldn’t understand the shouted orders or loud calls, but I caught their meaning well enough. The army was both charging into the unknown, and fleeing this dank underground hell, in the same action. Occasionally, one of them would stumble or be pushed to the side, careening into Raolcan and bouncing off his side as he focused on his task. I held my seat and my nerve carefully, refusing to let fear rise up inside me even as I was jostled and pressed.

The Ifrit shot into the air so suddenly that my heart pounded in my ears. I kept my lips pressed firmly together, my hands on Raolcan’s neck. If a dragon could keep him at bay until the other dragons could get down the passage and burst into the hub cavern, then Kyrowat would have to be that dragon. If a dragon was not enough, there was nothing that I could do.

The Ifrit spun, sailing through the air like a spark-filled cloud of death. He elongated and then snapped back to his usual size, flying low over the bridge of soldiers so that his belly brushed against their lantern poles. More than one lantern fell from terrified hands and the charge I had thought was at full speed, suddenly sped up to an even faster pace.

A soldier fell into Jalla, making her stumble backward.

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