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An epic war between dragonriders and gods...

Nicole Conway

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The battle boomed around us in a dark, deadly symphony.

I took to my dragon’s saddle with my blade still gripped in one hand. Working my feet down into the deep leather pockets on either side of Blite’s strong neck, I slipped my sword back into its sheath and reached for the saddle handles.

I just prayed we weren’t too late.

My commander, Jaevid, and his dragon still flew in the lead. His massive blue drake, a temperamental monster he’d named Mavrik, gave a rallying cry like a roll of thunder.

It made my dragon’s hide shiver.

My heart beat like a war hammer in my chest as we veered in perfect formation over the sea of dark armor and war machines still churning below. Lines of dragonfire still burned high, but even as hard as we had fought so far, it didn’t look like we had made much of a dent in our enemy’s ranks.

Curse it. No time to let up now.

I spotted more allies, dragonriders flying in groups of three, approaching. Heh. Well, that made two formations.

Good odds for any dragonrider.

And we had trained nonstop for years for this very moment.

“We are going to carve a path for the airship to descend and pick up our allies in the courtyard,” Jaevid communicated back, using the dragonrider code of hand signals. “Primary targets are ground war machines. Make it hurt.”

I signaled my agreement.

Squeezing my legs tighter to Blite’s side, I twisted the saddle handles to send him signals, steering in perfect synchronization with Jaevid’s dragon, Mavrik, to begin our assault run.

The commander must have had some sort of exchange about this already with the other riders because they immediately led their two wingends on a similar pass coming in the opposite direction so we would cross midway over the battlefield.

Excellent.

Blite snapped his wings in tight as we dove down, falling like a flock of speeding falcons, and zoomed over the advancing line of enemy war machines.

Catapults burned.

Trebuchets toppled as their ropes and cables snapped.

Soldiers ran like scared cockroaches.

War beasts bucked and tried to flee, their saddles and armor already ablaze.

Only a few enemy soldiers even dared fire at us, using everything they had.

Arrows and crossbow bolts zipped past, a few even pinging off Blite’s armored chest. Fortunately, none seemed to pierce his scaly hide, and he slicked his little ears back and hissed in defiance as we broke skyward again.

Suddenly, Mavrik let out a roar of alarm as a huge net made of thick metal cables whipped through the air, heading straight for us. He shot upward with one beat of his mighty wings. Blite saw it, too ...

A second too late.

Oh gods, it was going to hit us!

I cringed, bracing for impact.

With a defiant roar, a huge blue-scaled blur flashed between the incoming net and us, so fast I had no time to react. Mavrik screeched in rage as the net wrapped around one of his wings and hind legs, tangling immediately with weighed ends spinning and wrapping around him.

Wh-What? He’d intentionally taken that hit? For me?!

The king drake fell, roaring and still beating his one free wing, as he plummeted from the sky straight down toward the roiling mass of enemy soldiers below.
He would hit hard. He’d land right in the middle of a block of enemy soldiers.

NO!

Slamming my hands against the saddle handles, I yelled a curse and ordered Blite to dive after him.

I had to do something—I had to save my commander.
Even if it meant paying the ultimate price …

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