Hadjar lay down beside his camel and waited. Half an hour later, the other hunters came to their senses as abruptly as they’d fallen into the stupor.
“Are you kidding, strangers?” Tilis snarled as she sprang to her feet. “Are you afraid of some thunder?”
Apparently, the old man hadn’t removed their memories of the dragon’s roar.
“Explain your behavior, Northerner.” Ramukhan’s eyes glinted dangerously.
“Let’s stay calm.” Einen answered instead of Hadjar, standing up. “If you’d lived through what Hadjar and I have lived through, you would be afraid of thunder, too. By the Evening Stars, I don’t want to encounter another Lord of the Heavens.”
The islander’s words were rather convincing. Hadjar watched in amazement as the sand, which had devoured the dragon in an instant, sucked in t
