and at the head of the swell came the proud Fisher King bearing Nimerelle. The drake saw his courage and was filled with a rage the likes of which unseen in more than an age. But the king held his nerve and raised up his sword, and the wolves showed their courage ’fore the drake and the horde. Their ears rang aloud with the Kingfisher’s cry that those who stood with him might fall, but not die. For their sacrifice was great, and so was the cost. But those that they saved would e’er remember the lost. So they scaled the great drake, the last of his name. They did it for Ajun,
