Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

“What do we do if we come across a dragon?” she asks. “First we choose a sacrifice,” Ridoc says. “And then we offer it and run.” Her eyes flare wide. “Don’t be an asshole.” I elbow him in the arm. “Depends on the color, but a good rule of thumb is to lower your eyes and back away,” I tell the infantry cadet. “But we can usually hear them coming.” “Then prepare to be digested,” Cohen adds. “Oh gods,” the brunette whispers. “You are now my favorite year-mate.” Ridoc throws an arm over his shoulder. “Can I see your map?” Brisa asks from the rear of the formation. “Don’t you have your own?” Calvin retorts. Rhi’s head whips toward him. “Give it to her or I cut it out of your hands.” He glares at Rhi but passes it back so we can get it to Brisa.