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Deceptive appearances
Planet Calistra
GALINDRA-DRAGON SWOOPED TOWARD THE surging throng of
warriors. Sunlight glinted off her copper-hued scales as flames danced
around her snout. She prepared to incinerate the newly arrived trolls
emerging from beneath the forest boughs near the beleaguered fortress.
She and Captain Naylor had seen Ferlinda safely reunited with her father,
Denoth, at the Earth expedition’s forward base. The little girl appeared none
the worse for her captivity in the deserted mountain fastness, where she’d
been held by the chitheon, the ancient entity that had taken control of Major
Dane.
Galindra had been impressed with how Ferlinda had resisted the
creature’s attempts to shatter her nascent mental defenses, while secretly
using the sensing stone to issue a plea for help.
After escaping the shared illusion—in the process defeating a horde of
undead warriors with the assistance of Naylor and the healer, Enndez—
Galindra’s first priority was to ensure the girl’s safe return. At the Earth
base, she learned that Castle Westling was under attack and morphed into
her dragon form, intending to fly to the aid of her brother, Salith, and the
stronghold’s defenders.
Naylor had promised to follow in one of the Earthers’ flying
conveyances, saying he would bring a squad of marines to back him up and
lend support to the friendly onworlders who were the Earth contingent’s
allies.
Galindra reached Castle Westling in time to hear a strident horn call echo
across the battlefield, as tall figures appeared at the tree line. Trolls. Many
of them. A cry of dismay resounded from the castle’s garrison, whereas the
besiegers let loose with a throaty cheer and clashed swords and spears
against their bloodied shields.
A pang of sorrow pierced her heart as she soared overhead. She uttered a
mournful sigh—the sound like air passing through an enormous set of
fireplace bellows—gazing down at the mangled bodies littering the once
peaceful fields. So much senseless death, lives taken in their prime, and for
what? So Lord Branrick could press his dubious claim to the throne of
Birthon. Was his lust for power—fueled by misplaced grievances and a
lingering sense of grief over the premature passing of his wife—sufficient
to justify the loss of so many young men and women?
And if his son, Kennoreth, sought to further his own ambition by aiding
his father’s rebellion, the outcome would only be more bloodshed. Even if
Branrick were to succeed, how long before another rival stepped forward to
avenge King Milesta and attempt to wrest the crown away from him?
She gave herself a mental shake, bringing her focus back to the conflict
spread out below her, and glimpsed Salith standing alone next to the
fortress’s open gates. He spotted her and gestured to attract her attention,
motioning toward the newcomers. A wrathful growl rumbled in her chest,
and she narrowed her eyes, fierce resolve sculpted in the set of her massive
jaws.
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