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Nyx took to the sky, letting out another roar.
Zaire looked to me.
I gave him a nod and gestured with my head. “Go.”
Morana’s blood dripped down Esta’s talons as she flew in my direction.
Can you get my ring she stole from me before I dispose of her? I do not want it to melt.
Of course. Morana had put on one of Esta’s treasures. And Esta’s talons were too large to get it off of her in her dragon form. Leave it to Esta to not forget. But I had promised her we would get it back.
I ignored the blood and reached over to slide the ring off Morana’s finger. Morana’s eyes were already devoid of life, the biggest threat to Dra Skor finally gone. I tucked the jeweled ring into my pocket where it would be safe. I’d make sure it was cleaned and returned to Esta.
Without another word, Esta moved to the edge of that drop off and tossed Morana down it, her body making a sickening crunch at the bottom of the ravine a few beats later. Esta leapt to the air then landed hard next to the body.
Esta cried out,For Kian. For Serkan. For Samori. For Savanna. For Dra Skor.
She began breathing fire. Nyx, Zaire, and Jagen swooped down and joined in. All four dragons scorched Morana’s body with flames.
I shuddered. The heat of one dragon’s flame was powerful enough. I couldn’t imagine the heat of four. By the time they let offand the air cleared, Morana was nothing more than ash and bones at the bottom of the ravine.
Esta’s roar again split the air, this time a promise that the darkness was no more.
Malachi dropped from the sky to stand next to me as more and more shifters flew to the sky, so many they dotted out the sun’s rays in and out like clouds.
“We did it, brother,” I said to him, relief spreading throughout every inch of me. “Justice is found.”
We did it,he agreed.
A noise behind me had me turning to find Amory and a few of the land shifters arriving.
A cacophony of roars and stomps were heard in the moments to come as more and more shifters arrived, the smoke tendrils in the air a beacon to the shifters. Eventually the noises became a beat which was gradually increasing.
Two stomps. A roar.
Two stomps. A whinny.
Two stomps. A howl.
Two stomps. A snarl.
Two stomps. And all of the shifters together let out a victory cry.
The enemy was no more.
CHAPTER 47
Malachi caught me as I stumbled back a step, the pain in my wings catching up to me. I’d dribbled a bloody trail the entire way out here.
He shifted to his human form and held me up. “We need to get you a healer.”
“No,” I argued. “We need to make sure the hostages all got out of Esta’s lair and are okay. And then we need to destroy this tunnel.”
Esta landed and pressed her large head against me.
“I’m fine,” I lied. It hurt fiercely and sharply now that the adrenaline was wearing off, the threat taken care of. “You need to get them to cave in that tunnel, Es. Otherwise The Drak will have an unpredictable entrance and exit.”
She turned and let out a roar which had the shifters all landing. Some had to land at the bottom of the ravine, a few smaller sized ones in the trees, as there were too many to count. If I had to guess, it had to be close to a hundred. The winged shifters and land shifters alike all lowered their heads as a silence blanketed all of them.
