Dragon Strike: Riders of Fire, Book Four - A Dragons' Realm novel by Eileen Mueller

Author:Eileen Mueller [Mueller, Eileen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Phantom Feather Press
Published: 2019-11-27T16:00:00+00:00

Flashy

Although he’d used the pepper to induce fake sweat and fool the other players into thinking he was stressed, Kierion was really sweating now. Nightshaders shoved to their feet, knocking their chairs loudly to the floor. Their faces contorted into ugly, snarling grimaces.

Kierion smiled and plucked his weapons from the table. “I don’t need any coin, really,” he said, “just my weapons. Though, I’d love to play with you again sometime.” He sketched a bow.

The head tough’s mouth dropped open, as astounded as a dragon who’d laid chickens.

Kierion spun and strode quickly across the tavern, leaving the crew to fight over the spoils. As he pushed the door open, a blade hit the wood a hand’s breadth above his fingers, quivering.

The tavern fell silent as he plucked it out of the wood and turned to face the Nightshader crew. Their blades were drawn, eyes pinned him.

One false move…

With a casual flick of his wrist, Kierion sent the knife spinning over the tavern-goers heads and into the scarred table, right next to the loot pile. “Enjoy your spoils gentlemen.” He bolted out the door.

The clash of metal echoed through Nightshade Alley. A blast of mage fire lit up the gloom. Drawing his sword, Kierion ran.

In the next blast, he saw Gret fighting two men, another four attacking Fenni.

Kierion flew into the fray, sword spinning. He knocked a knife from the hand of one of the thugs fighting Gret, and then whirled to help Fenni.

The flashy, handsome thug was giving Fenni a run for his coin, ducking his flames, and lunging in to strike when the others distracted him. If he could lure the thug away, perhaps Fenni could fight off the others.

Kierion raced up behind Flashy and jabbed him in the ribs with the tip of his sword. “Scared to fight me, one on one?” He danced back, farther down the alley, into the gloom.

“You!” Flashy chased him.

Kierion ran, not too fast or Flashy might turn back to Fenni. Then he spun and lunged at Flashy as the thug tried not to slam into him. But Flashy twisted and Kierion’s blade sailed past his gut, missing by a hair’s breadth. Kierion jumped back and they faced each other, panting.

Flashy attacked with a series of fast moves. Kierion parried every one of them, and lunged to strike the thug. But Flashy blocked swiftly and drove Kierion back.

Ah, it was good to be moving, fighting, after being stuck in that stinking tavern all night. Dragon’s claws! They’d learned nothing tonight. No news of Danion. No idea what the tharuks were up to tomorrow. And he’d landed them all in trouble. Great spy he was.

He lunged again, but Flashy ducked under his blade and spun to attack. Kierion knew that move—he’d learned it at Dragons’ Hold from Master Jaevin before the sword master had been murdered. He moved to block, but Flashy feinted, spun, then lunged again—another dragon rider technique. Kierion barely parried it. By the flaming dragon gods, he’d never have guessed. “You’re

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