Lulu

Niobe’s voice lit a fire in me to turn the tables.

In front of me, Vane was ready, wand raised to control the snake. The spell he chanted made the beast writhe through the air, reaching for us.

“Come on, Dragon. I know you hate them. This is our chance to pay 'em back,” I said, gripping the scales on its neck.

The red dragon growled beneath me. The vibration of its heart rippled straight up through my feet and into its neck.

A torrent of red fire shot out, aiming straight for the ...