Chapter 16.1
I walk back to Saphira and Eragon.
"She's gone and so is Murtagh," I growl as I ram my fist into the sand. "Why didn't she tell us where she was going?"
A sudden roar interrupts me.
"It seems like she's back," Eragon says.
I look up.
"Finca?" I ask. "Is that you?"
Yes master, she growls as she lands beside me. I have something to tell you.
What is it?
My health is fading away and I fear that I might not make it back should we find a way to return to our world, Finca growls softly.
I stare at my dragon like she's lost her mind.
You're what?
Ill, Tamli, she growls.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Eragon asks.
I didn't know, Finca growls.
Saphira flicks her head away.
Figures, she mutters.
Watch it Saphira! Finca growls. I won't think twice about an air battle with you.
If you want it, then come and get it, Saphira growls as she flies into the sky.
Finca grabs me and throws me on her back.
Watch out Saphira! Finca roars as she takes flight. Because I'm not holding anything back!
Saphira roars and tries to tear Finca's underbelly with her claws. Finca swerves to the right and counters with a Shadow blast, although it's much weaker then it usually is. Maybe Finca is right about the fact that she's ill? Finca's shoulders sag and she catches her breathe from the attack.
You okay? I ask.
Fine, she replies softly.
Saphira charges at us and Finca barely avoids Saphira's teeth. Finca growls and she raises her head to glare at Saphira.
Careful, I warn.
I know, comes my dragon's reply.
Saphira roars and charges again at us. Finca screams as Saphira plows into her and the impact nearly throws me off. Finca suddenly begins to fall and I mentally scream at her to snap out of it. I begin to pound on her scales, still trying to get her to correct herself before we become we both get injured or worse: killed.