Suddenly there was a shift in the dragons. Like some primal instinct yanked on a magical tether, drawing them up short. My brothers noticed too. The atmosphere itself seemed to inhale deeply and hold its breath. My shoulders ached as my wings furiously pumped. This wouldn’t be good. I launched myself back at Sil, using the moment of his distraction to land a solid blow. The ice dragon’s head whipped from side to side, his nostrils flaring as he scented the air. He dodged my next hit, lurching up into the storm clouds with one brutally efficient pump of his mighty wings. Silvanus was on the
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