Realm Of Blood And Fire (Book 3) by Dionne Lister

Author:Dionne Lister
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-08-19T23:00:00+00:00

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Not long after Edmund left, Pernus waited, Aramonius with him. The other three dragons had been sent to different corners of Bayerlon, two stationed with Alaine and Fernis, to make communication easier.

The captain scoured the night sky. He ground his teeth together, one hand on the sword at his hip, the other ready to grab a nearby torch and start lighting arrows. In the still night air, the acrid smoke from the flaming brands hovered around the men and made his eyes water.

His soldiers stood at intervals along the top of the wall, waiting to light arrows for the nearest archers. The gormons’ oily hide would hopefully be their undoing, and with Elphus having done who-knew-what to the arrows with energy from the Second Realm, they would be more accurate and fly farther.

Pernus wiped a sleeve-covered arm to clear his watering eyes and then stared at the horizon—a black expanse in the black distance—and he laughed.

“What is it?” asked Aramonius.

“Nothing. Why am I even looking out for those beasts? I can’t see anything in the blasted dark.”

“Just be ready. I can see a bit better than you, although these flaming brands aren’t helping my night vision.”

“Sorry, but we need them. Maybe they’ll blind the gormons a bit. Apparently they don’t like bright light.”

“They weren’t always like that.” Aramonius kept looking at the sky beyond Bayerlon.

“In what way?”

“Our ancient texts say they were fine in the daylight when they last lived here, but the Third Realm is a bastard of a place—a foggy twilight.”

“Do you feel sorry for them?”

Aramonius laughed. “Not enough to not want to banish them back there.” He leaned forward, eyes focused across Bayerlon, looking to the north. “I think I see something.”

Pernus’s heart beat harder as he waited for the dragon to confirm the sighting. He felt the tension of the soldiers who had been standing close enough to hear the dragon’s words.

“It’s them. The gormons are coming.”

“Let the others know.”

While the dragon sent messages to his fellow Vellonians, Pernus sent his boy racing along the wall. He called out as he ran. “Gormons load! Gormons load!”

Pernus held up a flaming brand and waved it about his head, back and forth three times—the prearranged signal. Over two thousand archers lined the top of Bayerlon’s walls, each holding an arrow and waiting for the next sign.

Within another minute, the gormons became small black shapes in the sky. So many, Pernus thought. It reminded him of a colony of bats. He drew his sword. “Tell me when, Aramonius.”

The dragon spoke quietly to himself. “Closer. Closer. Come on.”

Pernus could hear the sharp intake of breath and swearing as his soldiers sighted the enemy. To stop anyone going into shock at the sight of the monstrosities, Edmund had asked Verity to draw a picture of Kwaad. They had it copied a few times and handed it around. Everyone knew what to expect—although meeting one was not the same as seeing a picture.

They were close enough now that Pernus could see the angles and points of their wings and their tails streaming behind.

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