Wings
of
Terror
Dragon Riders of Osnen Book 5
1
“He’s been here.”
I looked up at Maren as she returned to our makeshift camp. The locals in the village were skittish around Sion, so I’d decided it was better to keep our distance. A small stream flowed nearby and provided a peaceful atmosphere, which was a radical change from the last few days.
“Another body?” I asked.
Maren offered a stiff nod and sat across from me at the cooking fire. I’d caught a few fish from the stream and they were nearly done. Sion was curled up in front of a large tree, her eyes watching us.
“Are you sure it was Demris? Ever since we lost his trail, we haven’t found any signs of his presence.”
“It was him,” Maren replied. “One of the villagers is a sorceress and cast a warding spell that forced him to fle
