Chapter 31.2
A blast of air smacks into me and it seems to be draining my strength. What was I doing wrong? Glaedr hasn't fought since the Fall of the Dragon Riders and that I will not allow. He needs to help us, not just stay in the forest with his elf rider and do nothing! The air blast that I felt earlier is now getting on my nerves. Who would dare to use magic on me? Wait a moment, Tamli might!
When the smoke clears from my attack, the golden dragon is still standing. I glace at my master to find him doubled over in pain, a faint line of black visible through the back of his tunic. Could he have stopped my attack on the golden dragon? If he did, then why?
Sorry Finca but I can't have you harming Glaedr, Tamli says as he tries to catch his breathe after casting the spell that protected that no good, traitor of a dragon.
He used magic to protect Glaedr then and now he is doing it again. Why? Why does he feel the need to protect that golden dragon?
Sorry Finca but it had to be done, I hear my master's words as the spell suddenly cuts off.
I look down and see that my master is unconscious.
That spell could have killed him if he didn't know how to use it properly! I think angrily as I watch Eragon and Oromis run over to make sure he is okay. Foolish humans!
I growl in anger and rage before flying off, letting Glaedr go in my hurry.
I fly on for quite sometime, stopping only to rest, eat, and drink. I have no clue where I am going but I just want to get out of this world! Dragons here are slaves to their riders. Elves and dwarves you can't trust enough to be near them for any period of time without having to be protected by magic.
As the yellowed light of another sunrise streaks across the land I find myself before a huge black mountain, Helegrind I think it was called.
At least I'm the only one here, I think as I fly to a narrow ledge.
To my shock and surprise, the wall in front of the mountain fades away to reveal a narrow passageway. I enter and find myself in a maze of caverns and dead ends. A long, low hiss greets me as I walk forward and I freeze. I know that hiss! It comes from the Ra'zac, the ones that killed Brom and Garrow. I growl and close my eyes to sense their location. They are not far away but yet it is only two of them, strangely enough.
Show yourself, you murders! I growl and spread out my wings to their full length.
The two Ra'zac emerge and gaze at me with their narrowed eyes. After a short series of clicks between them, the two advance on me . . .