Chapter 5.1
Eragon returns and we run the list of names by the young dragon until she decides on the name Saphira.
"It suits you very nicely," I say to the young sapphire dragon laying beside Eragon and myself.
Thank you, Saphira replies.
A few weeks pass and Saphira takes on a huge growth spurt. Growing until she is taller than Eragon and me. One night as Eragon and I are walking back to his house, we see two beetle-like creatures talking to the butcher.
After they jump over our hiding spot, Eragon says, "Come! We must warn Garrow!"
As we get there, Saphira glides down and picks up Eragon and then takes off. The two beetle-like things walk up and enter the house. They return shortly and face me.
One of the two says to me, "You are bait for our prey, human. Ssso come along nicely."
I jump over the first one and kick the other one in its head. It doesn't stay down for long.
"Pleassse follow usss quietly and without a word," They hiss.
"Never," I scream as they fly backwards into a tree.
They get to their feet and run off. Saphira lands and Eragon jumps off, walking into the house.
This is all your fault Saphira, Eragon yells at her.
No Eragon I just tried to protect you.
Saphira flies off. Within a few minutes, Brom walks up and enters the house, then drags Eragon out as he tosses a burning stick onto the straw beside Garrow's body.
"Planing a trip?" He asks.
"I suppose so," I reply when Eragon says nothing.
"Come on Eragon," I say as I drag him along.
Brom has three horses waiting for us outside, beside the barn. We get on and ride away from Carvahall.
After we ride our horses for a while Brom says, "Call your dragon!"
"She's far away by now, she can't hear me," Eragon says.
"I know that your dragon can hear your thoughts so call her to us!"
"I would do as he suggests Eragon," I say.
Saphira can you find us?
I never left you, Saphira replies as she flies toward us.
She lands and Brom walks around her, looking at her condition.
"Should we continue? I mean we don't want to get caught by those beetle-like things."
"They are called the Ra'zac and you are right about not wanting to get caught," Brom says.
Saphira takes to the sky again and we continue to track the Ra'zac.
"While Saphira was protecting you, I was fighting the Ra'zac by myself," I say to Eragon as we ride along.
"You did what?"
"I fought off the Ra'zac," I say again.
"Either you were very good or you just got lucky," Brom says.
"Why?"
"The Ra'zac are the predators of humans and although the Ra'zac are much more skilled than humans, they can't stand water nor sunlight."
We ride for a little more than Saphira contacts us.
Careful! Urgals are just head of us, Saphira says.
"Thank you Saphira," Brom says.
We stay off the main path until Saphira tells us that it's clear and that the Urgals are gone . . . for now at least.
"So were are we going?" I ask as we ride.
"The Ra'zac used a powerful oil that took your uncle's life," Brom says to Eragon. "That is how we will track them. I have a friend in Teirm that can help us."