Going Rogue (Spells, Swords, & Stealth, #3)

by Drew Hayes

“Don’t suppose you’d tell me why I need to lead?” Eric asked. “Because there are traps inside, and if I’m in front, you’ll see how to avoid them. Don’t worry, though, almost nobody dies getting through the rookie entrance their first time.” Elora reached out and patted him gently on the shoulder. “Assuming you’ve got real potential, of course, and not just luck.” “I suppose we’ll find out.” With nothing else to say, Eric turned and vanished into the hole. Elora waited a few seconds, until she heard the familiar clang of metal jaws snapping shut and the peels of angry cursing from Eric.

“Now that’s the rogue spirit,” Elora replied. “Come on, let’s go shoot at things while I throw knives at you.”

Power comes with obligation, always and forever.

Testing his wits and stealth against that of a worthy opponent, this was truly what it meant to be a rogue.

That was the trouble with intelligence, really. The freedom to make decisions meant one was capable of making the wrong decisions, and as Eric’s body dragged the sword down, it became clear that that was exactly what the dragon had done.

“Nothing unites a people like an outside threat,” Grumph told her.