Oh?Vorik straightened with hope.Veer in that direction, will you? I doubt those two are going to join in against the Kingdom. Maybe they’re flying down to help Syla.
It is unlikely that two dragons will make a difference against what we face.
Maybe they have friends coming.Vorik knew Agrevlari would have sensed other dragons if they were in the area and mentioned it, but he allowed himself to feel hopeful anyway. Even two allies would be better than none.
When the green and orange dragons came into view, only Venvarlorin had a rider. Chieftess Atilya lifted a hand toward Vorik, but it was Igliana who reached out telepathically to speak to him.
The Garden Kingdom is in danger!
Yes, Agrevlari and I are flying to help with the problem.
The storm god has been called to this world. That is more than a problem! Some dragons are pleased about it, but it sounds scary to me. He was—and probably stillis—mad!
Yes.
To Vorik, Igliana always sounded young, and he seemed to remember Wreylith mentioning that she was indeed that and still obeyed her parents, but he appreciated her sentiment. Maybe the young dragons who’d been born long after the storm god existed in the world were more likely to see him as the threat that he was. For all Vorik knew, Ozlemar might be old enough that he had been present in the world when the gods still walked it. Maybe he’d even been hatched in a laboratory instead of from a lain egg.
“That could explain much,” Vorik muttered to himself.
I believe the lady Teyla is on Castle Island with Queen Syla,Igliana said.If the Kingdom is going to be destroyed, I am going to offer her a ride to safety.
Only Teyla?Vorik managed a smile, remembering that Syla’s cousin had flown on the orange dragon during their quest for the shielder components.
The gruff bodyguard could come too, but he isn’t the one who regaled me with tales of early dragon and human history.
I don’t think he’s ever regaled anyone with anything except his mace.
“We’re flying to Castle Island to deliver a warning,” Chieftess Atilya called as Agrevlari flew close enough to the green and orange dragons for her and Vorik to speak.
“She already knows about the threat,” he said. “Agrevlari and I are going to help her against… Well, many of the stormer-allied dragons have decided to fightforthe storm god.”
“That’s disheartening but not unexpected. I think that’s why nobody was willing to come with me.”
Notnobody, Igliana said with indignation.
Atilya managed a fleeting smile. “Almost nobody.” She patted her own dragon and waved toward the orange. “When our spy first observed Ozlemar and his allies performing the Ritual of Calling, I sent most of our people to the Arctic Archipelagos to stay away from the chaos that the coming of a god could bring. Venvarlorin is only taking me to visit and deliver our warning. He refuses to fight the storm god.”
I will fight him,Igliana said.I will bite him on the tail!
“Gods don’t have tails,” Atilya said.
Noses?
“They’re kind of amorphous, I believe.” Atilya’s gaze shifted to the south, to the dark gray-green clouds roiling on the horizon. “We may have an opportunity to find out soon.”
“Lucky for us,” Vorik said.
I sense dragons arriving in the area,Wreylith said as she flew Syla and Oyenar toward the castle.Many dragons.
Stormer-allied dragons?Syla’s first reaction was alarm, but barriers once again protected all the islands. The Kingdomshouldbe safe from invading dragons. If only she were confident about that.
Yes. Their flight path takes them toward the Island of Eliok.
Are they the same dragons that did whatever it was they did to stir up that magic?
I believe many are the same,Wreylith said. When I told them the islands are again all shielded and asked what they sought to achieve, they warned me to leave the area if I wanted to live. Or join them as our creator would wish.
Your creator? The storm god?
