Chapter 44 LIGHTNING BOLTS

LYRA

Ser Thorian rushed forward, his face a mask of controlled fury. Instructors and seniors converged on the fallen dragon and its rider. Mara was helped to her feet, pale and shaking, while healers rushed to check on Ripple.

Ser Thorian’s sharp eyes locked on me as Tempest landed nearby. “Voss! ...

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