DragonSpell - DragonKeeper Chronicles 01 by Donita K. Paul

Author:Donita K. Paul [Paul, Donita K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-04-24T08:47:50+00:00

Kale followed Dar’s gaze. He stared at a place between the tip of Leetu’s boot and the lock of hair. The moonbeam cape presented a bump in midair that gyrated, clearly visible.

Gymn, oh Gymn, don’t move. The enemy is close. Be still. Please, be still. Don’t wiggle. Don’t move. Freeze!

Gymn responded. Once again the moonbeam cape served as camouflage.

One of the big brutes thrust his sword into the shrubbery behind the statue. The other leapt onto another bench and peered in and around the alcove.

Kale thought her heart would pound right out of her chest.

Be still, be still, be still, she chanted in her mind. The words were for herself as well as the baby dragon.

Kale wanted to bolt out the gate.

The soldier on the bench jumped down behind the statue and started around it. He stumbled over Leetu and fell flat on his face.

“Aargh!” The battle cry came not from the fallen man but from Dar. He rose up beside Kale with his short sword drawn and charged the man on the ground. Kale’s eyes widened as she watched Dar’s blade sweep across the back of the man’s neck. The soldier howled and rolled. Dar held his sword in two hands now with the point down. The bisonbeck’s arm came out to catch the doneel’s leg in a great meaty hand. Dar plunged his weapon downward. The silver blade stuck in the enemy’s chest.

Kale was on her feet, running to help. The second soldier sprang toward Dar.

“Look out!” she screamed.

Dar tucked himself in a ball. Instantly, his shimmering bubble covered him like a turtle shell. The blow of the bisonbeck’s blade rang off the magical shield.

Screaming his frustration, the soldier jumped at Dar with both feet. He landed on top of the shell, forcing it down with a crackling snap on the bricks.

Kale stopped her forward course and plunged into the bushes, running behind them to a place of better advantage. The soldier either heard her or saw her. He left Dar and bellowed as he approached the manicured thicket. She dropped to her knees and crawled into the underbrush.

What can I do? What can I do?

Make him trip?

Blind him with a flash?

The soldier’s huge boots stomped inches from her hands. The branches above her clattered.

Blind him!

She squeezed her eyes shut and thought with all her might.

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