Page 12 of Fire Dragon
Yes, now hold for two more seconds. I’ve got him. Trust me.
A pause, then,Holding.
She thanked the dragon gods of her world for making her practice as much as she did, for the life she’d been given, for Liam’s exceptional energy shield. Then she squeezed the trigger.
With only a few yards to spare, the bullet entered the Magi’s eye.
The dragon reared back screaming and flailing then fell a hundred feet into the lake below.
The last dragon was down only this one would be dead when it hit the water.
But they’d done their job.
How the hell did you do that, Emma? And what did you do?
She thought it would be better to show him. She began moving within Liam’s energy and walked straight up the length of his scaly, spiked neck.Can you feel what I’m doing?
What the fuck? You’re walking my neck? How is that possible? I’m not covering you and even if I was, you couldn’t do what you’re doing? This makes no sense.
Liam, I don’t know how it happened, but I mentally attached to your energy and I knew the ballgame had just shifted. Thanks for trusting me.
The entire time she made the ascent, she looked around her, scanning the depths of the red sandstorm. But there were no more enemy dragons.
Below, she saw the support craft in the lake pulling several now-human Magi dragons from the water. The tranquilizers often forced the shift.
She scanned the windstorm still blowing hard. Attached now to Liam’s energy, she no longer worried about her own limited energy shield. She was completely protected.
There are no other dragons in the sky. The storm will end soon, maybe another five minutes.
I’m heading back to base.
When she reached Liam’s massive dragon skull, she stretched out between the rows of exotic silver horns that defined him.
Why are you on top of my head?She could feel his dragon body shake with a chuckle.
So. I can see what you see.
And you’re sure it’s my energy that’s keeping you there?
It is.
Unbelievable.
Can you feel it, Liam, how I’m caught inside the power you exude? Sweet gods of Dusane, it feels like lightning. I don’t ever want to leave.
He said something she couldn’t quite understand but it sounded like a serious grumble. She supposed it bugged him that she was inside his personal space.
Well, too bad for him. She had a view of the lake, all churning with the various machines designed to keep the surface from getting clogged with sand. She could see hundreds of fish gathered in circles around the machines, staying alive.
With so many dust and sandstorms blowing across their world, the human-dragon inhabitants had found ways of protecting their food sources. For millennia, the lakes had been churned during these brief, invasive storms to keep the aquatic life breathing and healthy.
The sand carried on the wind wasn’t always a bad thing either. As the particles fell to the bottom, it fed the entire ecosystem with all kinds of nutrients, the way the sandstorms of Africa on planet Earth would cross the Atlantic and feed the Amazon basin.
Now, of course, the machines were mechanized and powered with the heat, energy and brilliance of electricity.
What a world we live in. We’re blessed, Liam, aren’t we?
Yes, we are. But all I want right now is a thick, charred steak, a keg of beer, and to hit my bed hard, maybe sleep for a week.
