The Flames
213 Words
A hand?
No, a claw?
Emerged from the blue mist from below the clouds. It reached to grab the dragon and the men who were riding it.
'What is this?' Rhineas howled.
'All right...,' Rhineas pulled his sword, '... be prepared. I really don't want to fight it.'
'Put down the sword boy.' Alistair yelled.
'Then what are we supposed to do.' Rhineas growled.
'Whatever it is we don't figtht.' Alistair said, 'be careful boy, you don't want to anger the gods of the night.'
Rhineas had understood already that it was Zohua. But why would he come after them?
The question raised in his mind. Meanwhile Alistair suspected that maybe Edgard was behind it when he learnt that the dragon was freed, but Zohua himself wouldn't take an interest in these small matters.
Now, whatever happens Alistair wanted to protect Rhineas even if it would cost the lives of the sea lords. Alistair had saw the look in Velina's eyes. Her eyes eyes had faith in him that he would protect her son from every thing, and Alistair can't betray that.
Seeing princess Sanlysia had changed Alistair's heart what it is like to be away from the child, he had known that feeling and now he wanted to unite Edgard and Rhineas.
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