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War of Dragons
Book: War of Dragons Read Online Free
Author: Andy Holland
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is probably the safest place to rest. Tomorrow we will leave at first light and hopefully we will leave the Blue border by early afternoon.
    No one questioned him; they were all tired, having flown continuously for many hours. John flew ahead, scanning the ground for a suitable spot to land. It took a while before he signalled them to descend.
    Go ahead. I will remain high until I am certain that we haven't been spotted.
    In a flash of gold, he vanished to be replaced moments later and a few hundred metres lower by a very small dragon, which was green with blue and red stripes. He flew up to join them. Although I'm very colourful now, I'm too small to draw the attention of any of the dragons around here. I could almost pass for a bird, if they notice me at all.
    Incredible, Seth said to Crystal. Shall we? He dropped into a slow dive, followed by Arthur and Daisy. Jenna and Crystal descended more slowly and she regretted having not yet mastered a dive. When they reached the ground, they hid behind a tree to transform.
    "Do you see John?" Daisy asked Crystal, fixing her clothes as she emerged from behind a tree.
    "Not yet," she replied. "He must still be up there."
    Daisy nodded. "I was so scared when those three monsters came up to us. They were huge! I can't believe how calm John was speaking to them. I was trembling the whole time!"
    Crystal smiled at her. She was so open and unguarded; it was infectious. "I must admit I was pretty terrified. I'm glad Arthur was leading, I don't think I could have followed John's instructions if he hadn't been leading."
    "I know! When John asked us to fly under him, we were so close to the others. I knew he must have known what he was doing, but it was still very scary."
    John landed near them, quickly transformed, and hurried towards the group.
    "You're visible from the air. It's clear up there, but that might change at any moment. We need to keep hidden."
    "What about our tents?" Jenna asked. "We are going to put them up in the light, aren't we?"
    John gave her a withering look, but miraculously remained civil. "No, we won't be putting them up in the light. And move your pack out of the clearing. It stands out from the air."
    "So what do we do now?" Seth asked. "It won't be dark for a few hours. Are we just going to sit here?"
    John paused and stared at Seth for a while. There was an uncomfortable silence, during which no one was sure whether he would answer. Eventually he replied, speaking slowly and quietly. "I think I need to impress on you all the seriousness of our situation. We are between the borders of two nations that hate us. Well, you, anyway. They are barely aware of my race's existence. So if we need to just sit here, doing nothing, that's what we'll do."
    He paused again to let this sink in. "First though, I want us to conceal ourselves better. Follow my instructions." John directed them to build a simple canopy using the large-leafed plants that were abundant where they were. It wouldn't keep them dry if it rained, but it hid them well from the air.
    They sat down underneath the canopies and ate some of their provisions cold, John having forbidden a fire. Afterwards, John suggested that they all take a nap while he kept watch. Although it was early, they all dozed off very quickly.
    Crystal woke at twilight and found that John was up and had put up the tents. Each tent had a number of the large leaves tied to it, camouflaging them effectively.
    "Why didn't you wake me? I could have helped," she protested.
    John shook his head. "If I could have carried you in without waking you I would have done so. You need your sleep, Crystal. You all do. None of you are well prepared for this journey. That was a long flight—far longer than any of you are used to. I don't know if you realised but you all slowed down a lot at the end. I doubt you could have even outflown a Rhino Dragon."
    "What about you?" she asked. "Aren't you tired?"
    John nodded. "Yes, I am, but I am more used to this
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