though she’s gained the leverage to break free of Eater, she doesn’t. She claws her way up his torso, scrabbling with him arm and leg. Both dragons’ wings are beating madly, keeping us aloft and stalling, blocking each rider’s sight of the other as they lock in their embrace. Then Aela sinks her talons into the membrane of Eater’s inner wing. He shrieks, Power cries out, and Eater curls the wing into his side—and then, finally, as we begin to free-fall with only three wings holding two dragons aloft, Eater’s folded wing gives us an opening
