Wings of Arian

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Authors: Devri Walls
Tags: adventure, Fantasy, Magic, YA), Young Adult, Dragons, Angels, shapeshifters
bowed. My Lord Dralazar.
    “Raynor,” he nodded. “What did you find?”
    Arturo and Eleana have both emerged. Their threads appear only to disappear again. I am assuming they are hiding in the Hollow.
    “Of course,” he said, twirling the ring back and forth with his thumb. “And the Solus?”
    I don’t know. Raynor’s head dropped lower, his eyes not leaving his master. I have not picked up anything powerful enough to suggest that they have been found.
    Dralazar breathed out slowly, his eyes closed. “Of course they have been found, Raynor. Why else would those two be moving around?” he said through clenched teeth.
    I am sorry my Lord.
    Dralazar surged to his feet. “Of course you are sorry, Raynor! But your apologies will be of little consequence if we lose this war. If we wait until they are powerful enough to determine which thread belongs to this new Solus it will be too late!”
    With all due respect my Lord, they are untrained, surely we have time.
    “I will not take any chances!” he yelled. “I thought we had time from the beginning, I thought Eleana had sealed her own fate. But we have failed time and time again.” He punctuated each word stepping closer and closer to the dark pegasus.
    Raynor bowed his head, his eyes fixed on the floor. What will you have me do?
    Growling, Dralazar swung past Raynor, moving to a pewter basin sitting on a stone table. Running his fingers over the silver snakes that worked their way up the long spindly legs, he breathed out in disgust. The magic was so weak compared to the Wings of Arian, but Eleana had done a masterful job of whatever spell she had initiated to prevent him from using them. That was not the only spell Eleana had masterfully concocted, he thought, and he would hate her for it until the day he died. He was forced to stay here, using this basin. It was weaker, more subject to her blocking spells. He passed his hand over the liquid inside. The snakes ruby eyes peered in as it began to bubble. “Show me the Solus!” he demanded
    A shadow emerged, but that was all; a useless shape to define the threat. “Curse Eleana!” he yelled. Batting the side of the basin, he sent it clattering to the floor.
    My lord, we already knew that she had...
    Dralazar slowly turned his head to the side, his green eyes narrowed to slits. “Enough, Raynor.”
    Leaning forward he put his palms flat against the stone table. “This time Eleana, it will be different,” he breathed out. Turning his head to Raynor he growled, “I have spent the last thousand years hiding, creating the perfect storm for my return— an innocent people and untrained Solus. I will not let this slip through my fingers when we are so close!” he slammed his fist into the table. Breathing heavily, a thought occurred to him and a dangerous smile flitted across his face. “Come with me Raynor.” The two walked through the labyrinth that the cave system had naturally provided. “We need to find the Solus, and I would like to make a point while doing that.”
    What point would you like to make my Lord ?
    Dralazar turned the corner into yet another tunnel. As he did so the sound of barking and snarling began to reverberate off the cave walls. “That when I find the Solus, I will kill him.”
    The farther down the tunnel they traveled the louder and louder the sounds became. Near the end a magical barrier rippled and shimmered, keeping its prisoners quite contained. Dralazar stood before it, looking at the message he was about to send the Solus.
    My lord , Raynor bowed his head in respect. The Hounds are widely unpredictable. Are you sure you want to use them already?
    Dralazar’s eyes were gazing at the weapon, his eyes dancing with excitement. “Yes Raynor. I am. Last time we did not use them to their full potential. Besides, Raynor, look at them.” Dralazar turned his head to the side, a sly smile dancing upon his lips.
    The Hounds were huge. At the shoulder the smallest one measured 4 ft high.

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