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dragon was looking to take another shot at burning him to a crisp. Swul dove, using his wings to propel him, before another burst could singe him again, and flew directly beneath the dragon. He turned with his back to the ground, his near-translucent blue wings buzzing. He held his battle axe low, between his legs and raised it up, the blade connecting with a part of the dragon’s hide that wasn’t protected by plating.  
    An inhuman wail of incredible pain erupted from the dragon’s mouth. It thrashed, and Ekala struggled to maintain her grip. She climbed further up, drawing a boomerang from the holster on her belt. The weapon was equipped with a bladed tip, activated by a switch. She drew back her arm and hurled the boomerang, the curved throwing weapon spinning counter-clockwise as it flew in front of the dragon. It curved and came circling back, embedding itself into one of the dragon’s open nostrils. The dragon screeched once more, the high-pitched sound likely capable of shattering glass if any were around.
    “Hey Swul! I think I got an idea!”
    Swul emerged from beneath the dragon’s tail and circled back around. “Is it a crazy one?”  
    Ekala steadied herself as she got to her feet, still balancing atop the heaving dragon. She grabbed a small device from her belt, hitting a switch that turned on a red light. “Just be ready to catch me.”
    “ Catch you? What are you—”
    She ran up the neck, and once her feet touched the top of the dragon’s head, she bent her legs and sprung forward. As she fell in front of the dragon, she turned to face it, and threw the red-light device into its gaping maw. Swul’s wings went into hyper-drive, pushing him faster and harder. He let his axe fall to the ground and flew above Ekala, grabbing her outstretched arm by the wrist. He faltered a bit due to the sudden addition of weight, but managed to stabilize her.  
    “Get moving!” she barked.
    “Huh? What did—”
    The pair were suddenly thrown back as the small explosive Ekala tossed into the dragon’s mouth detonated. The force threw them both forward, the dragon’s innards coating them as they hurtled through the air and struck the ground, skidding along it. They bounced and flipped several times before coming to a stop in the tall weeds. For long moments they lay stunned, sorting out the reality of just what happened in their muddled heads. Swul was the first to sit up. His hat had been thrown during the explosion, revealing the top of his mostly-bald head, short, black hair lining the sides. His pointed ears, normally tucked beneath the hat, were now on full display. The faerie patted the pocket on his shirt and drew a pre-rolled cigar. He struck a match and lit it, drawing the tip to a cherry red while Ekala perched herself up on her elbows.
    “So on a scale of one to ten, how pissed are you right now?” she asked.
    Swul grabbed the cigar from his mouth and jerked his head at her. His grimace transformed quickly into a smirk. “Yer heavier than you look.”
    Ekala coughed out a laugh and laid back on the ground. “You ass.”

    The giant pterosaur carried Zarim in its talon, flying above Rolyeh’s verdant plains and jungles to one of the mountaintops. Hovering above a plateau, the pterosaur loosened its grip and Zarim fell to the earth. He struck the plateau, landing hard on his left arm and groaning as he attempted to push himself up. The pterosaur landed right in front of him, towering over him, staring down and screeching. Zarim’s hand moved slowly to the gun, waiting patiently for the beast to strike at him. He carefully moved back, pushing himself up against some kind of rock.
    But the attack never came. The pterosaur just stared at him, cocked its head slightly to one side, and then looked to the skies. It began flapping its large, leathery wings, creating lift that produced a storm of dust and grit, then it flew off. Zarim exhaled, his muscles loosening. Now he had time to figure out where to