The Lost Continent (Wings of Fire, Book 11) by Tui T. Sutherland

Author:Tui T. Sutherland
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Animals, Action & Adventure, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Dragons, Unicorns & Mythical, General
ISBN: 9781338214468
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2018-06-26T08:52:54.237000+00:00

Blue stood at the bottom of the sinkhole, looking up. He could just barely see the glow of moonlight reflecting off some of the rocks far overhead. His tail flicked a damp patch of moss on one of the rocks and he shivered.

“Do you think it’s safe to go up?” Cricket asked.

“HiveWings prefer to hunt by day,” Swordtail pointed out. “Their night vision is poor and they’re lazy and arrogant, so I’m sure they’re at home asleep, confident they’ll catch us tomorrow.”

Cricket blinked at him, looking slightly hurt. “I’m not at home asleep,” she observed.

“Right,” Blue said. “That’s not fair, Swordtail. They’re not all lazy and arrogant. They’re dragons, just like you and me and everyone we know, some bad and some good.”

“Dragons who’ve stolen your sister and spent the last day hunting you so they can throw you in their secret prison, too,” Swordtail said sharply.

“That’s Queen Wasp making them do that,” Blue said. “They’re not all like her.”

“So what? They let her be like that and never complain or speak up, because it means they get to be comfortable,” Swordtail said. “Sorry, Blue, I’m not in the mood to feel sorry for the bad guys right now.” He spread his wings and launched himself up the shaft. “I’ll go check if the coast is clear.”

Blue sighed as Swordtail flew away. The strange frenetic energy of the stimulant had worn off, and after sleeping almost the entire day, Swordtail had woken up pretty much his normal self again. Which was great, except for how his normal self could sometimes be a big honking rhinoceros trampling over everyone else’s feelings.

“I’m sorry,” he said to Cricket.

“Don’t be,” she said. “He’s right. I never worried about how we treat SilkWings or what happens to flamesilks before.”

“Neither did I, really,” Blue admitted. “But you’re helping us now. You’re not like the others.”

“If Queen Wasp could control my mind, I probably would be,” she said. “It’s just luck or some kind of mystery science that it doesn’t work on me.”

Swordtail swooped back down toward them. “All quiet, as far as I can see and hear,” he said. “If we fly now, we should make it to Wasp Hive before morning.”

“And then what?” Cricket asked.

“Then we figure something else out,” he said.

That sounds like a Swordtail kind of plan, Blue thought, but he didn’t have anything better to offer, so he kept quiet.

Swordtail spun a harness around Blue again and braced his forearms around Blue’s chest. “All right!” he said. “Off we —” He vaulted into the air and immediately lost his balance, smacking into the side of the canyon and thudding to the ground again. Blue’s claws barked painfully against the stone and he yelped.

“Ooof,” Swordtail grunted. “Sorry. Let me just —” He braced his legs and shoved himself aloft again, clutching Blue even more tightly.

No luck. Blue could feel himself slipping, even with the harness, and Swordtail’s muscles were clearly straining to hold him. His wings beat as hard as he could, but a moment later he had to drop back down.

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