Band of Breakers by Alisha Klapheke (Dragons Rising Book 2)
English | 2019 | Sci-Fi | ePUB | 335 Kb
Band of Breakers : Vahly is changed. Power sizzles beneath her skin.
The earth’s heartbeat drums inside her, driving her to the distant western mountains and the sunken ruins of the last Earth Queen’s city.
But she has no idea why.
If she doesn’t untangle and master her newfound earth magic before a band of nihilistic, rogue dragons find her, the world will end in a crashing wave, all land life undone by the Sea Queen.
” This bravado was a mask. Nix just didn’t want to stay around the ciderhouse where the imaginary ghosts of Dramour, Kemen, and Ibai haunted every corner. Nix needed time away. So did Vahly. Their loss was an avalanche waiting to start. If the details of whom they had lost crept into her immediate thoughts, if she indulged in any intimate memories, the whole mountain of grief would bury her. She simply could not think of Dramour’s laugh, Kemen’s conspiratorial nod, or Ibai’s intense gaze as he mixed potions for healing.
Her eyes burned with hidden emotion as they came to the end of the bridge. She could almost hear her heart cracking, preparing for a life-altering fall. She cleared her throat of the thickness that had gathered there.
“But how long do we give this?” she asked.
Arc stopped to move his bow to his other shoulder while Nix and Vahly stood by the rippling water.
“What if we wander for an entire year?” Vahly asked. “An entire lifetime?”
Nix raised the scales above her eyes. “We’ll be dead by the Sea Queen’s hands long before any of that. Remember?”
Vahly crossed her arms. “Your bedside manner used to be much better.”
Nix opened her mouth to say something, but the water churned at their feet.
Heart beating a tattoo on her chest, Vahly stepped back and hauled Nix with her.
Could the sea folk have somehow reached this fresh water?
A shimmering light like a blurred moon rose from the silver-tipped ripples. A voice tripped through the air, a singing, notes warbling and numbing Vahly’s senses.
Shaking herself, Vahly stepped between the light and her friends.
“Be not afraid,” the light said, the sound reminiscent of wind chimes.
Arc knelt beside Nix.
“What are you doing?” Vahly drew her sword as Nix growled at the being.
Head bent, Arc spoke quietly. “Earth Queen, Mistress of the Call Breakers, I present to you the Spirit of the River.”
Vahly and Nix exchanged confused looks.
Vahly narrowed her eyes at the Spirit, trusting that Arc was not simply acting gullible. “A pleasure to meet you.” She copied Arc and knelt in the sandy rocks beside the river’s edge.”