Judgment of the Dragon (Book 7 of 10): Dragon Fantasy Series (Tail of the Dragon) by Craig Halloran

Author:Craig Halloran [Halloran, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Two-Ten Book Press
Published: 2016-12-30T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

Nath ran, leaving all the others behind except Rerry, who managed to keep pace with him for about two miles before he finally faded back. With the tall grasses and wildflowers licking his waist, Nath raced after Slivver, who led him from the sky. For a moment, he lost the silver dragon in the pouring rain, but he found him again once he entered the storm.

Slivver’s news had been dire. He’d come across the seeker dragon who’d found Selene. As Slivver understood the information conveyed by the little dragon, Selene and Sansla had been in a great fight with the nuurg, a host of wurmers, and another strange creature. Not wanting to risk being caught by the wurmers, the seeker had sought out Nath and Slivver as the battle raged.

Hang in there, Selene! Hang in there!

The details were vague, but based on what Nath had heard, it sounded like Selene and Sansla were severely outnumbered. That was the bad news. The good news was that they were close, only a few leagues away.

Sultans of Sulfur! If I could only fly! I would rather have my wings than my fire!

He ran with all his heart. Slivver sent the silver dragons ahead to give aid. Nath hoped they would be enough to fend off the wicked forces. He knew how formidable Selene and Sansla could be.

It wouldn’t surprise me one bit if those nuurg got more than they bargained for. I wouldn’t want to tangle with either one of them, not again.

In lengthy strides, he rushed through the pouring rain, leaping small gulches and creeks. The running stint seemed to take forever. Finally, he followed Slivver up a steep hill that was slick with mud and pine needles. He lost his footing once, only to snag a branch and keep surging forward without slipping. The rain had died down to a drizzle, and a fog rolled in. Nath reached the top of the hill but had lost sight of Slivver. He stood in front of an abandoned outpost. He could smell fresh blood in the air. The stench of nuurg sweat too. On the ground were the massive hoof prints of wrath horns.

He placed his hand in a muddy print. There are so many.

Slivver called out for him. “In here, Nath.”

He made his way through the doorway. His jaw dropped. Nuurg soldiers lay dead on the ground. Their bodies were busted up and broken. A sword lay on the ground, bent. One nuurg had a chain wrapped around its neck. They weren’t alone. There was a handful of wurmers that had been sliced up with a sword. The only dead he saw were the enemy.

The four silver dragons were perched on the four parapets. Nath eyed Slivver, who milled about the dead like a man.

“The battle was long over when they arrived here, Nath. I’m sorry, but the enemy is gone.”

“The enemy is never gone.” Nath picked his way through the battle scene. His keen eyes absorbed all the details. He noted a spot on one of the walls that had a new crack in it.

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