The Second Prophecy (Part 1 of the Dragdani Prophecies) (50 page)

“
So what
now?” the boy asked him.

“
Now,”
said Eiaten, “
we get their attention.” He
started shouting at the top of his voice while Peter and the others
stood there in total silence.

Suddenly,
there was a loud shriek, which was soon joined by hundreds and then
thousands more.

“Get ready,” said Eiaten tightening his grip
on the double-sided axe.

They didn’t
know it at the time, but they were being watched from above. A
creature about ten times bigger than Peter was hiding in a crevasse
high up in one of the walls. It was the one that called the others
to arms. The smaller creatures flew round from every direction.
They were all black, with five legs, two at each side and one at
the back. There was a spike sticking out of their midsection which
had a single red eye that looked more like a small dot. Their
mouths were between their front legs and had tiny needle-like
teeth.

“That was a great idea you had,” Peter said
to the old Dwarf.

“
What’s the
matter, oh great Draga-Wizard-Elf, afraid?” said Eiaten
mockingly.

“
No, are
you?”

“
Know this,
master Drago, Dwarves fear nothing.”

Peter
laughed. “Prove it,” he said, and without warning, he jumped right
at the closest of the small deadly monsters. He fought wildly, not
giving them a chance to get near him. The first of the creatures to
jump at him was slapped down with his right hand. Another came at
him from the ground trying, and he stuck the tip of Yeluilat into
the thing, killing it instantly. The third jumped from behind the
boy, but Peter was ready. He swung round and sliced the tips of its
legs clean off, and then he quickly chopped it in half. It seemed
to the creatures that Peter was an unstoppable force, though some
of his comrades were not so lucky. Within the matter of a few
minutes, half of the force had been stung and had become the
creatures’ slaves.

The Large
Qurped saw that Peter was the strongest. Demala had killed just as
many as the young King, but the creature saw that he seemed to take
his orders from the boy who was fighting so fiercely. Therefore, it
was keeping its eye on Peter, who seemed to be the leader of all
the others. In its mind, it saw that if it were to get him, the
enemy would lose someone very valuable, and it might end the battle
and make it victorious.

Those who had
been enslaved were ordered to attack all put Peter, which left the
thing’s children free to get the boy. But Peter was not prepared to
go out without a fight.

He fought
valiantly, but in the end he knew he couldn’t stand up to all of
those things. So he threw out his hands, which pushed the creatures
back, and put up an energy field to stop them from reaching him. In
that moment, he felt cowardly, as though he was hiding while his
friends fought for their lives. Then he realized that the creatures
were only attacking him. If he could hold the protection field up
long enough to recapture the enslaved Dwarves, perhaps they could
still win. However, he was so busy watching and so confident that
he was safe, that he failed to see the one creature which had just
made it passed the boarder of the energy field before it went up.
Now it was slowly and silently crawling down the wall behind
him.

Peter heard a
hissing sound coming from behind him, and before he knew what had
happened he was stung by the One He Didn’t See.

He stumbled
as he tried to keep his balance while his whole body was going
limp. Then suddenly and violently, he fell against the wall behind
him and slid down to the floor. He couldn’t move at all. All he
could do was watch as his colleagues were being attacked. The boy
felt the urge to cry and cry out, as the toxin entered his
bloodstream. It felt as though his blood was on fire and there he
sat helpless with his back against the wall.

To be
continued in

R. Alan
Ferguson

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