A dragon devouring faeries (TOME 15 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)

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Arnold and Louise were terrified and crying for their mom. They had hidden in the dining halls on the kitchen level and no one was there. Everyone was looking for them outside but it was a nightmare for them.

They had just seen a white monster, the one that had swallowed their mother, chasing them home. Their terrified father walking with a cane and 3 colorful raptors chasing them.

Vermithrax, Vermillion and Glacias were enraged and excited... The prey ran away and they lost face in front of their father who scolded them for the first time in their lives!!! They were going to pay and they were going to be eaten! they thought in their dinosaur brains. That's why Enka had warned to keep the humans and dragons apart, but I thought and Kate thought that we would manage and they would have fun together... that they would play.

But how wrong we were... It was a game of hunting to the death... The dragons wanted to devour their human brothers... They were like hunting dogs, like a pack. Real wild dragons. They were more like dinosaurs than thinking beings.

I had a bad feeling, especially since the rain had just fallen.

I called Darkia who had more or less recovered and was supposed to arrive at the house in one day maximum.

Darkia immediately had a bad feeling like me and she ran off into the darkness to join me.

"Hans! "

She looked at me and saw the carnage at the house.

"Hans! " then she cast a size reduction spell on me and I was the size of a raptor too, but it allowed me to run and go into the human sized structures.

She sniffed the darkness and shouted, "That way...to the kitchens!"

Meanwhile, the humans had barricaded themselves in the stainless steel furniture as a bunker and the 3 companions sniffed the trail

"This way, Glacias! I can smell their urine!!.they are not far away.!"

They entered the complex through the sewer drain and lifted a metal plate into the main hallway.

Vermithrax: There is no one here. The kobolds won't find us...

Vermillion: "But if we get them... do we bring them back to mom or dad?"

Glacias: "Dad will be proud of our capture! We'll break their legs and drag them in front of dad and when he's proud of us, we'll eat them!"

Vermithrax: "Good idea. And we'll give the leftovers to mom! She too has had lessons in hunting from the Carnos! She will be proud of us!"

Vermillion: "What if they have weapons?"

Vermithrax: "Have you seen our teeth? And then Aunt Waspy showed me how to make a shield! I did it yesterday!"

The smelly trail from the dining hall indicated a door to the kitchens and the 3 dragonets hated anything humanoid. A perverse trauma from their imprisonment and torture in the Ummite ice.

Vermillion opened the door, pressing his front paw like a hand and pushed.

Arnold and Louise were trapped. The other door was locked and the only escape route was through the door where the three dragonets were.

Outside, the elves and the wasps could be heard searching for the escapees.

Arnold whispered to his sister. We have to hold on as long as we can...with tears streaming down our faces.

The three dragons sniffed the ground, the scent of spices and grease drips mingling with that of the two little runaways.