XXXIII
Miri and Celesse screamed as Dark impaled Lucan. They could only watch in slow motion as Dark threw him over the roof.
“Keep this helicopter high,” Earl told the pilot.
“We’ve got to get down there!” Miri cried.
Earl’s eyes were filled with tears. “We’re staying right here.”
Miri hit him on the shoulder. “Fly down there, now!”
“Miss, stop hitting me,” Earl said. “Miss. Miss!”
Earl pointed to the rooftop.
Dark held Ennius by the throat, but let him go.
The governor’s chest heaved up and down and Madelaide ran to him. Together, they escaped into the stairwell.
Three dragons crawled from the upper story windows and climbed onto the roof, joining Dark.
“The whole fight was rigged,” Celesse said. “Those dragons were waiting to attack.” She put her hands into her face and cried
