It was all I could do to raise the alarms. That’s what I’d thought. I saw the first corsair dragon ram into the medical tent, and my blood ran cold. When I turned and saw the second, my feet began to move before I thought about it. Using all the training I had, I moved forward to put myself between the charging monster and those inside the tent.
As its teeth went into my side, everything went white. I could feel it again. I was conscious, but there it was… Like all those years ago, death’s specter loomed overhead.
Three years ago
Damn this heat is unbearable.
It was all most of us could say or think as we trudged through the swamps. True, the signal had gone up to say that the mission was completed, but we’d still had to deal with all sorts of nasty beast on our way in, and now on our way out as well.
We were battered, bruised, and I’m certain more than half of us were dying of some illness that we’d no want to speak of. Still, at least this hell was almost over.
That’s when I saw it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him. A giant of a man, standing at least ten feet tall, was barrelling to one of my allies, giant club in hand. Even in my shape, I rushed forward. I don’t know what I was thinking, only that I needed to act.
In an instant, I was between them, and I felt the most incredible pain I had in my entire life.
For a moment, all was white.
“Not yet…” I forced myself to step forward. He was injured too, but nowhere near badly as I was. “You’re coming with me!!” I shouted, my left hand forming a fist and swinging hard and wide for the side of his head. As I did this, all my energy escaped me, and I fell into the swampy muck below me. My last sight was the giant’s blood from his temple as he also fell.
I forced myself into focus. Not dead yet. Okay. This would have killed me on that day, I’m certain… But I’m alive…
“You listen here… I am Loren Greenbrook, the Winged Wolf.” I gripped my saber in my right hand. “You ruined my hunt… And now you’re attacking my home?” My hand raised up. “DIE!” Two sweeps. The first was wide, but it struck home. The second though, hit right through the creature’s hide.
The grip it had on me loosened as it fell, but I was still standing.
I turned to face its compatriot. You’re next.