Night of the Dragon (wow-5) by Richard A. Knaak

Author:Richard A. Knaak [Knaak, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sf_fantasy
ISBN: 9780743471374
Publisher: Pocket Star
Published: 2008-10-17T04:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

“Do you sense that?" Kalec asked Krasus. "Something is going on just beyond the mount...."

The dragon mage did not answer, his attention, as earlier, on the entrance to their prison.

This latest silence only infuriated the young blue more. He had tried speaking with the other dragon half a dozen times, but Krasus never so much as nodded. He sat like a statue, and while Kalec understood that his companion had something in mind, he had given indication more than once that it would have been good if the other had included him in the details.

Krasus knew that Kalec still leaned toward the blood elf's offer, although only long enough to regain the upper hand. There was merit in that, but not enough considering that it was Sinestra who was the true darkness of Grim Batol.

And so, Krasus did not argue with Kalec, but chose to work on what was possibly an even more remote hope.

"We're no better...." the blue remarked bitterly.

Despite his current task, Krasus could not help but be curious. "What do you mean by that?"

"My lord Malygos, now that he's whole again, has had nothing good to say of the mortal races and their abuses of magic. He proclaims that only dragons are worthy and capable of wielding magic properly." Kalec shook his head. "Right now, to me it seems like dragons wield it worse than anyone else...."

Krasus was about to reply, when he sensed a presence moving down the corridor in their direction. It did not radiate the magic that permeated Zendarin, the mageslayer, or, most important of all, her. Perhaps it was finally what he hoped it would be.

A skardyn strode into sight.

Rather than be disappointed, Krasus's hopes rose. He made a grunting sound identical to some of the speech that he had heard them use earlier.

The scaly dwarf looked his direction.

Krasus caught the creature's gaze... and held it. He did not do it by any true magical means, but by sheer will.

From Kalec there came a brief, muted sound. The blue now had some inkling of what he planned.

The skardyn stood motionless for a few seconds, simply staring back. Then, slowly, it entered.

Yet, it was not toward Krasus it went, but rather the nearest wall. Eyes ever tied to the dragon mage's own, the skardyn began climbing.

Krasus guided it with his gaze. Over the space of several millennia, he had become very adept at mesmerism. It was very rare for him to use this skill, for he despised any who willingly enslaved another even for a short time, but there were times of necessity, such as now.

Despite its squat form, the skardyn was an agile climber, not at all surprising considering it lived in the caverns within and below Grim Batol. Krasus had it continue its ascent until it was now near the ceiling.

At that point, he turned his gaze to the shard floating in the air. The skardyn leapt.

The heavy dwarven body enveloped the shard. As it touched the magical fragment, the skardyn's form flared golden.

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