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Devarius clenched his fists as he struggled against the chains securing his wrists. There was no escape. Besides the dragonrider chaining all thirty of them together, a dragon stood watch over them. Devarius studied the beast. He’d never been so close to a dragon before. The creature both horrified and fascinated him. It was massive, larger than the barn they had hid inside. The saddle on its back looked small compared to the rest of its body.
He looked away from the dragon. While the creature was beautiful, it was also terrifying. He searched for anything he could use, or do, to get away from the dragonrider. Devarius saw nothing. He hated the wait, but there seemed little else he could do. His companions hadn’t spoken since being captured. He hoped they would continue to stay silent.
