Magical Arts Academy 11: Dragon's Fury by Lucia Ashta

Author:Lucia Ashta [Ashta, Lucia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Awaken to Peace Press
Published: 2018-12-27T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

I spotted Arianne and Gustave as soon as we neared the hole where the double doors had once been. They were off to the other side of the castle, away from the horses. They sat on the ground amid the rubble from the explosion, huddled together.

I rushed to their side and bent over them, hands on my knees, working to steady myself. “Are you both all right? How are you feeling?” I didn’t suppose either question was particularly useful. Of course they weren’t all right. Arianne’s eyes were glassy and focused on something far away.

Gustave was the first to look up at me when Nando, and then Walt, skidded to a stop next to me. “Gustave?” Nando said. “Can you understand us?”

“Hmph?” It was only then that I realized that he hadn’t actually been looking at us, but through us. “Oui, oui.”

I didn’t take his affirmations as a particularly good sign. Arianne was the one who occasionally reverted to their native French, not her twin.

Still, there was no time to worry about that—or much of anything beyond a very large and very enraged scarlet dragon. Humbert roared right then, and it was the kind of roar that threatened to bring down walls and punish his captor.

Nando, Walt, and I spun around to view the exit to the castle. Humbert roared again. The volume of his complaint was so great that it altered the rhythm of my heartbeat. I swallowed uncomfortably and tried to regain control of my body.

Then the ground we stood on shook, and I imagined that Humbert was stomping his way through the final bits of the alcove that enclosed him. Even with the double doors blown open, the hole still didn’t look large enough to accommodate Humbert’s massive frame.

“What do we do?” Walt asked.

“Stay out of his way, for starters,” Nando said.

That seemed like a good idea to me. Though I wasn’t a particularly small girl, I was pretty sure the dragon could squash me with one clawed foot if he aimed it right.

But then I had a sudden thought, one of those that appears to come out of nowhere, but when it does, it arrives with a sinking knowing. “Sir Lancelot,” I whispered.

“Sir Lancelot?” Walt turned toward me. “What about him?”

“He’s not here.” I hadn’t actually looked closely since I was still hazy and there was too much chaos surrounding us. But when I said it, I just knew. Sir Lancelot was inside—with Humbert, the dragon whom the pygmy owl swore was out to get him.

I didn’t believe the dragon actually had it out for Sir Lancelot; I figured it was more of a mischievous streak that urged him to mess with the little owl. But Humbert wasn’t calm. If anything, he was as frantic as the horses—only he was many times the size of any horse, and he had claws the size of my forearms.

“That doesn’t necessarily mean he’s inside with Humbert,” Walt said. But Nando didn’t say anything like that to attempt to appease me.

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