“He’s huge!” Kaya exclaimed.
“My word,” Maya added, dropping her jaw in unison with her sister.
“Doragon,” Lucas said.
Doragon brandished a mighty ax with a sickle attached to the opposite end. He spun the colossal weapon and planted the curved tip of its base firmly against the ground. He stood firm, challenging them to attack with a confrontational point.
“Well…looks like the little fella wants to fight,” Bartas joked.
“How are we going to get past him?” Zane asked.
“I’ll handle him,” Lucas said, stepping forward.
“Not alone you won’t,” Kaya replied, clutching at his arm, stepping forward with her sword drawn.
“Not using your bow, I see,” Lucas said.
“I learned a few things. Besides, I want to save my arrows for now.”
“Well, Kaya, it looks like your mind is finally catching up
