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A/N: Alrighty, here's another one for your enjoyment. I hope you like it as well as the last two.
KrisEleven -Well, I was thinking that Thom and Alan would have fought in the battle, implying that they very well may have been killed, and Aly's in the Copper Isles...I hadn't really thought too hard about that, really..
He dodged the arrows, lunging forward to drive the archers back. As he did, his thoughts drifted to her. He hadn't gotten to say goodbye.
He'd been told years before that he'd know when his time was, and he knew that it was now. He wished he could put it off, just for a day or two, but he knew that he couldn't. Now was his time, and the only thing he could do was leave the world doing something good.
He dodged more arrows, working his way to the prince. As he did the archers who had been shooting at him took that opportunity to aim at the king. At the last second he threw himself in front of the arrows.
His body felt like it was on fire. He moved toward the archers, ignoring his screaming muscles. One by one, he took them down. He panted from the effort, and glanced one more time at the King of Tortall, the one who would bring a new age to their world.
The cold blackness enclosed him as he met the sapphire gaze of Jonathan of Conté. As everything faded, Liam Ironarm knew one thing.
Like the Shang Dragons before him, he'd given his life for someone who could change the world. He'd given Tortall the Dragon's Gift.
His only regret was that he'd never had a chance to say goodbye to Alanna.
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