“You breathe fire,” Tairn acknowledges, a note of pride in his voice. “I breathe fire.” Andarna extends her neck to the fullest. “Melgren orders us to the Vale.” Tairn’s eyes narrow, and his head swivels toward Sgaeyl. “They’re pulling the whole squad to the Vale?” I glance upward, noting there are only two wyvern left in our sector.
