Before the dragon patrol could turn back toward Drakonhold, a battery of concealed siege ballistas along the riverbank fired a volley of heavy iron bolts tipped with null-magic chains. The whistling missiles tore through the mist, aimed directly at the golden dragon. 'Dive!' Lyra shouted, channeling a protective shield of silver star-fire that deflected three bolts in showers of sparks. Auren rolled mid-air with breathtaking agility, his colossal golden wings…
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