Legends 03 Test Of The Twins by Dragonlance

Author:Dragonlance [Dragonlance]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-05-24T09:31:58.170000+00:00

cowered, some shaming themselves by crying out or turning from the awesome sight before them.

Seeing some of these fear-stricken young knights on the battlements below him, Tanis gritted his

teeth. He, too, felt the sickening fear sweep over him, felt his stomach clench and the bile rise to his

mouth. Glancing over at Lord Gunthar, he saw the knight's expression harden, and he knew he

experienced the same thing.

Looking up, Tanis could see the bronze dragons who served the Knights of Solamnia flying in

formation, waiting above the Tower. They would not attack until attacked-such were terms of the

truce that had existed between the good dragons and the evil ones since the end of the war. But

Tanis saw Khirsah, the leader, toss his head proudly, his sharp talons flaring in the reflected glare

of the lightning. There was no doubt in the dragon's mind at least, that battle would soon be joined.

Still, that inner voice nagged at Tanis. All too simple, all too easy. Kitiara was up to something....

The citadel flew closer and closer. It looked like the home of some foul colony of insects, Tanis

thought grimly. Draconians literally covered the thing! Clinging to every available inch of space,

their short, stubby wings extended, they hung from the walls and the foundation, they perched upon

the battlements and dangled from the spires. Their leering, reptilian faces were visible in the

windows and peered from doorways. Such awed silence reigned in the High Clerist's Tower (except

for the occasional harsh weeping of some knight, overcome by fear) that there could be heard from

the citadel above the rustling of the creatures' wings and, over that, faint sounds of chanting-the

mingled voices of the wizards and clerics whose evil power kept the terrible device afloat.

Nearer and nearer it came, and the knights tensed. Quiet orders rang out, swords slid from

scabbards, spears were set, archers nocked their arrows, buckets of water stood filled and ready to

douse fires, divisions assembled within the courtyard to fight those draconians who would leap

down and attack from the skies.

Above, Khirsah aligned his dragons in battle formation, breaking them into groups of twos and

threes, hovering, poised to descend upon the enemy like bronze lightning.

"I am needed below," Gunthar said. Picking up his helm, he put it on and strode out the door of his

headquarters to take his place at the observation tower, his officers and aides accompanying him.

But Tanis did not leave, nor even answer Gunthar's belated invitation to come with them. The voice

inside him was growing louder, more insistent. Shutting his eyes, he turned from the window.

Blocking out the debilitating dragonfear, blotting out the sight of that grim fortress of death, he

fought to concentrate on the voice within.

And finally, he heard it.

"Name of the gods, no!" he whispered. "How stupid! How blind we've been! We've played right

into her hands!"

Suddenly Kitiara's plan was clear. She might have been standing there with him, explaining it to

him in detail. His chest tight with fear, he opened his eyes and leaped toward the window. His fist

slammed into the carved stone ledge, cutting him. He knocked the tea mug to the floor, where it

shattered.

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