The spirit s voice broke off with a screech. A glowering rider
mounted on a froth-flecked black steed bore down on them.
glaring at them from dark eyes burning above a black face
covering. He drew his saber, driving them towards the water.
As Rupert stepped backwards, drenching himself to the knees,
the sky suddenly darkened, the rider s horse shied, and the
rider, not giving full attention to his mount, slipped sideways.
Grippeldiee s front claws grazed the part in Carole s hair as
the dragon overflew them and landed in front of them, flaming.
The horse reared, screaming, and bolted, rider clinging
desperately to its mane. streaming cloak trailing smoke and
sparks as the terrified mount galloped heedlessly off down the
trail.
The dragon beat her wings once and started to take offafter
it, but Rupert cried out and Carole. translating, stopped the
dragon with a word:
"We must reach the desert before they discover we are
coming. Otherwise. I fear we will never find Miragenia or the
child again."
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