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“So these are the ones I am to carry?” The dragon rumbled as they approached.
We are, sir, Garkhen
replied respectfully in Draconic. He could see that this was an old and
powerful dragon, nearly as large as Solkh'Tolkharkha. Of course, to
carry five armed and armored men, he would have to be large.
“Hmmm...” The dragon looked them over. “You look competent enough, I
suppose. I am Kherkhlan. In addition to putting you somewhere you're
likely going to die, I've been asked to provide enough of a distraction
for you to maybe not do so.”
He snorted. “Well, I'm no more fond of these Infernals than you, so I
suppose I'll do it. Now, then,” he lay down on the ground, “Get on
quickly. I'll fly carefully enough, but you'd better learn to hold on.
I'm not going to catch you if you fall off.”
As they carefully climbed on Kherkhlan's back, Garkhen watched the
other squads heading off, as the army packed up and prepared to march.
They would be the first to enter the city, likely, but others would be
infiltrating more... quietly.
Once all five were in place as securely as they could manage, Kherkhlan
shouted, “Hold on!” and took off. The lurch was a familiar feeling to
Garkhen, who had been carried by his mentor many times, but he supposed
the others must find it rather uncomfortable.
It was a short flight to the city, but already demons were rising to
meet the assault. They seemed surprised by the dragon flying overhead,
and Garkhen had a brief glance of their confusion as they tried to
determine who would fight the dragon and who would meet the army
marching to the gates.
Eventually a large, winged Infernal, with a group
of smaller ones, rose to chase after them.
Kherkhlan dove suddenly, making his passengers feel as if they would be
left behind. Turning, the half-dragon on his back could see the large
square that was to be their landing-place below, with a couple small
demons looking up at the incoming dragon. Then the land grew close, and
there was a sharp jolt as they landed.
With a roar, Kherkhlan lunged forward, biting into one of the Infernals
with his huge maw. Quickly his passengers disembarked, before he
whirled to rend the other. Jesil quietly indicated the way they were to
go, and the group hurried off as the dragon behind them took off to meet
his pursuers in the air.
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