Chapter 12.1
Eragon, Brom, and I reach a forest clearing.
"I never thought that we would be found by the Ra'zac so soon," Brom says.
I see the faint hint of white and turn to get a better look. A sword comes spinning through the air. I jump up and push Eragon out of the way. Both of us fall to the ground and I roll over but I'm too late, the Ra'zac have caught up with us and their eyes are on me.
"We meet again humansss," the three Ra'zac hiss.
I reach for the magic that I control, not sure if it will work or not.
"Resa!" I cry as a blast of blue fire engulfs the Ra'zac.
Two are startled away but the last one turns his attention to Eragon. The Ra'zac reveals his sword and prepares to throw it when Brom jumps in front of Eragon, the blade sliding in between his ribs.
"Brom!" Eragon shouts as the world around me fades to black.
When I awaken, the first thing I see is the dragon Finca. She and Murtagh stand nearby. I glace over at Eragon. Saphira stands over him, eyeing Finca and Murtagh with caution. I struggle to my feet and cringe feeling a wave of strongly mixed emotions coming from Finca.
"They are friends Saphira," I mutter before I slip back to the ground and black out.
Finca walks forward and halts before Saphira.
Saphira, I presume? Finca asks.
Saphira growls in response and Eragon is awoken. Once he sees me, unconscious and on the ground, he turns his attention to Finca and Murtagh.
"You are the dragon from Tamli's dream?" He asks.
Finca backs up, growling softly. Although she regained her composer, her wild spirit as to protect her master still lurks within.
I am, she growls.
Saphira looks at Eragon.
She must be a wild dragon Eragon. I do not see the silver palm on Tamli's hand, that signals a Dragon Rider, Saphira says.
Wrong Saphira. I AM Tamli's dragon. His Guardian Dragon if you must know! Finca roars, her eyes turning a fierce shade of red.
Saphira backs up, shocked at Finca's attitude change.
If you are Tamli's dragon, then prove it! Saphira growls.
Finca growls and lowers her head.
'Finca no!'
A sharp voice rings through the dragoness' head. Finca ignores it and lifts up her right forepaw.
'Enough Guardian!' The voice demands.
Finca snaps at the mental annoyance and continues to raise her right forepaw until it is visible to Saphira. A streak of black stretches across it.
This is what I got when I saved my master from falling to his death after having his back tore open! Finca roars, lowering her paw back to the ground and a ring of black shadows rising up and beginning to dance around her. Do NOT trifle with me dragon!
Finca opens her mouth and a stream of sparks fly out. She is stunned and tries again but with a spray of bubbles this time. Saphira laughs at this and Finca tries again and gets what she wants. A blast of Shadow energy bursts from her jaws and heads toward Saphira . . .