World of Warcraft: Night of the Dragon by Richard A. Knaak

Author:Richard A. Knaak
Language: eng
Format: mobi, pdf
Tags: Video & Electronic, Science Fiction, General, Fiction, Fantasy, Games, Epic, Role Playing & Fantasy, Media Tie-In
ISBN: 9781439152713
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2008-11-18T05:00:00+00:00

Night of the Dragon

"They are not Scourge," she returned. "They are some animated

monstrosity!"

They were a menace such as no one there had expected to

confront. Whoever was master or mistress of the mount now had

terrible power indeed to raise up such horrific creatures.

One dwarf swung at the nearest of the fiery figures. The head of

his ax melted, and it was all the fighter could do to keep from

burning his hand as he released the weapon.

The rocky creature's molten arm moved with astounding

swiftness, enveloping the head of the dwarf. The dwarfs scream

and suffering were mercifully short, but the sight of his headless

torso dropping sent chills through the defenders.

"We can't fight these! There are too many and our blades are

useless!" Grenda looked around. "Where's Rom? He must give the

signal to retreat!"

The ranger did not want to retreat. Strapping on her bow, she

drew her sword and lunged at the nearest of the animated

figures.

The blade easily cut through the soft, molten body. Rhonin had

feared that she might encounter some magical threat and had

made certain the weapon would be useful against most. The

elemental minion collapsed into two separate pieces that still

tried to move.

She dispatched a second shambling figure in the next breath.

However, Grenda was proving all too correct in her calculation of

their chances. The fiery figures were everywhere.

Although she had called for retreat, Grenda had by no means

simply turned and fled. A loyal warrior, while she awaited Rom's

word the female dwarf did her best with her own weapon.

Unfortunately, even the slightest strike meant damage to any

dwarven weapon.

And, worse, the fiery fiends kept massing. More important,

Vereesa noticed that they were slowly but surely herding the

dwarves together. The creatures did not seem inclined to slay the

intruders unless the dwarves put up too much resistance.

They want to capture us! the high elf concluded with much

dismay. But why?

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In truth, she had no real desire to find out the answer to that.

Aware that her weapon was perhaps the band's best hope,

Vereesa leapt over the fissure separating her from Grenda.

"Have as many as possibly can keep with us gather behind me

immediately!" she commanded. "I will try to cut our way

through!"

"But Rom! I can't find Rom!"

"We cannot wait for him!" It hurt the ranger to speak so about a

comrade with whom she shared such a history, but Vereesa

believed that his choice would have been the same.

Grenda yelled her orders to the others. Using their axes and

swords as best they could to keep their searing foes at bay, the

dwarves stayed close behind Vereesa as she swung at one horrific

foe after another. Limbs flew and bits of molten earth splashed

against her breastplate—and once almost at her face—but she

ignored all distractions as, under her effort, the path began to

clear.

But then the ground shook anew and yet another fissure opened

up before her. A few of the animated attackers fell into the

fissure, but their vanishing meant nothing, for the way the ranger

had chosen was now no longer open to them.

"We must go to the east!" she cried, but just as she turned that

way, skardyn and dragonspawn joined in the attack on the party.

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