Varek's breathing was heavy now and his movements were slowing. The men in red cloaks cut at him from every side as they were very fast, and the movements of their swords were faster. He blocked one slash to his head but took another deep cut to his ribs. His knees buckled.
Another strike cut his arm. Another sliced his back. His sword shook in his hand.
Aeron could see it, Varek was going down.
Then… the forest shook with a sound that made everyone stop..
A deep roar.
Aeron looked up at the trees. His heart jumped, and a small smile crossed his face.
"Good boy," he whispered.
From the clouds above, Draco appeared. With his wide wings and his shining scales, he flew down towards them.
One of the men tilted his head upward, saw Draco, and said. "It's here."
