Sorry it’s so late. I had a horrible headache yesterday and hubby went out of town so I’ve been running behind. Here is it!
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Claws scrabbled on the roof. Soldiers pulled out their weapons and began to prepare for battle.
“What is it?” Jamie screamed.
“I don’t know.” Four soldiers ran into their car and took up positioning around Jamie and Rhea in a semi-circle.
“Dragons!” One of the soldiers shouted.
“I guess you’re going to get your wish.” Jamie said.
Rhea could tell her sister was trying to appear nonchalant but her fingertips were white where she gripped the sides of her bench seat.
The roars increased and with it the sound of something hitting the roof.
“Shit there’s more than one!” The biggest of the four guards muttered. He tried to be quiet but Rhea heard his desperation.
“Are they usually this aggressive?” Rhea’s book hadn’t mentioned the dragons were violent. They’d only listed they enjoyed a desert habitat.
“It’s egg laying season.” One of the soldiers offered. “They must’ve buried them near the tracks.”
That would explain it. “Are you going to kill them?”
“There’s no other way to get them off the train.”
Rhea’s heart bled for the little dragonlings that would be born without a parent to teach them what to do. They probably wouldn’t survive the first day. Desert predators would snatch them up.
She couldn’t let them do that.
Looking down at her hands she smiled. Moon power glowed from her palms. Rhea closed her eyes and pulled more magic to the surface. Where before she tried to suppress it, now she called it to her.
Rhea gasped as cool energy coated her insides like a blast of ice crystals. Remembering her training, the meditation she learned at her mother’s knee she focused. The soldiers floated to the side as Rhea mentally moved them out of the way.
Saving the dragons was in the forefront of her mind. She needed to rescue the creatures. If she didn’t the others would die. Why she cared she couldn’t have said but she did and she’d do whatever it took to rescue them.
“What are you doing?” Jamie asked, her voice high with the strain of fear.
Rhea looked through the glass door of the car and saw the ladder leading to the roof.
“Don’t mind me. I’ll be right back.” Rhea didn’t glance her sister’s way she didn’t need the lecture she could already hear on her sister’s lips. Rhea’s job on that journey was to protect her sister. No one told her how she had to do it.
Foolish of them.