WhiteBlood- Book 2 ( HalfBlood Series- FW FF)

80- Adapt

I feel my blood seem to drain as his crooked words seep into my brain, the shiver that runs down my spine seems like it almost paralyzes me as he cocks his head. I fight the bile coming up my throat from seeing my squad mate get decapitated.

" Stay. Away." Andarna warns her voice sounding just as intimidating as Rhys would sound as she puts herself inbetween us and Solas. 

I hear the absolute horror in Rhy's voice, " Make it to the entrance!" Though I feel Andarna's block. She's blocking him...

" My fight isn't with you little one." He shivers, I could hear the sick excitement in his voice. " You have a minute to run."

She growls snapping at him, " I WILL NOT! She's my rider!"

Almost like a laugh escapes from his jaws, " Your just a child... But if you insist.." I thought he was going to try to scorch us, " Take cover!" Andarna yells trying to counter it though no fire comes, how did she has fire then and not now?!

I yank Cat and Sloane in a small crevice " Hold your breath!" We all take deep breaths, Andarna takes the opportunity closing us in with her body yet I don't feel the heat of fire at us... Instead crumbling rock.

" NO!" Rhys shrills.

I don't smell the sulfer, until the other horror dawns on me. He closed us in. With him. Think Freya... Think. I look wildly at the other two, or atleast where I think they are hunched right by me at the moment.

Just on the other side of this rock was the entrence... I need to get them out, they need to live. Solas was right this is not their fight and will not be their deaths. I won't allow it. I hear the almost purr coming from the orange dragon, the growl from Andarna before I feel her getting batted out of the way. The orb was still intact giving us light to see Solas and her almost the same size going head to head.

" Andarna!" 

" Get out!" She screams warning in my head. 

 I feel the helplessness as Solas looks at us once more opening his mouth, curling his toingue was I see the orange flames about to erupt before Andarna snaps her jaws over his closing his flames.

" Freya GO!" Andarna yells once again, Malek she already sounds tired.

I'm not leaving her.

I look at the others, I just got see Kiralair hunched, bleeding but still alive she's camoflaged almost like a rock. " Cat tell her to move!" I yell, knowing I only have one shot at this... or i might bring this whole moutain down on ourselves.

Cat does this type of whistle, I barely wait before I send a sonic wave so fast it bursts through...then I feel the shaking knowing I did to much.