Dragons of Asgard 3 Logan Jacobs (book recommendations for teens .TXT) 📖

I was immobilized in an orange glow, and I knew he’d cast some sort of spell on me.

Blar came down on him, but instead of using his fire, the little dragon tore at him with his talons and teeth long enough to distract the elf from the spell he was casting on me.

I was able to move again, and with one powerful blow, I swung my sword and nearly cut the man in half at the waist.

Blood spilled from his mouth as he looked up at me with dark-blue eyes draining of their light, and I thought about this fuck and everything he and his brother had done to the innocent dragons. He deserved to die, and I was happy to be the one who took his life.

Blood pooled around his teeth as he sneered at me again, but I just thrust my sword harder to the left so it dug even further into his body, and his mouth opened wide as he gripped onto my blade in some sort of attempt to save his pitiful life.

“You’ll never … stop us…” he gasped, but then the light completely disappeared from his eyes, and I yanked my sword back and watched as his corpse fell to the ground.

As soon as he was defeated, I ran down to the girls. Eira sliced the last guard through the throat as I made my way down the steps, and the redhead spun around quickly, clearly thinking I was an enemy.

“Oh, Rath,” she breathed, and she lowered her weapon.

“It looks like you’re all done here,” I said as I looked around.

“Eira just took out the last one,” Asta explained, and the elf girl’s white hair looked more pink than white now that it was stained with blood.

I smiled as I looked around at the women. All of them were covered with blood except for Preyna, who only had a drop or two on her legs, and that clearly wasn’t from her fighting, but rather from blood spray all around her.

Kas’ face had a massive streak of red across it, which tapered down to her chest and then faded off around her hip. The sweet Valkyrie looked up at me and smiled wide, which only added to the contrast between her outward blood drenched appearance and her very sweet nature.

Eira didn’t have much blood on her face or body, but her arms and hands were coated with the red sticky liquid since she preferred closer hand-to-hand combat.

Then a feeling of dread hit me like a sudden tidal wave, and I realized it was coming from the baby dragons in the cages.

“We should get them out of there,” I said with a gesture to the cart.

“Of course.” Kas started toward the cart, but she stopped short when Preyna called her name.

“Uh, perhaps it would be better if we were to clean ourselves off first,” the sorceress suggested.

“Clean ourselves…” Kas’ eyebrows pulled together when she looked at Preyna’s pristine appearance, but then she looked down at herself, and her eyes widened to saucers. “Oh, yes. I think you’re right.”

“Just one moment,” Preyna said, and she gestured for all of us to come forward.

We gathered around in a small circle, and Preyna closed her eyes and muttered something in the old language. A second later, golden sparkles swirled up from around her to cascade over us all like tiny shooting stars, and I watched the girls as the blood dissipated from them in a matter of seconds.

“Thank you,” I told Preyna.

“Of course.” The blonde councilwoman nodded and then gestured to the cart. “Let’s get them out of there.”

“Right,” I agreed.

I slowly made my way over to the cart, but before I lifted the covers off the cages, I spoke softly to the little dragons inside.

“We’re here to help you,” I said. “You’re safe now.”

The first cover I lifted up revealed a small peach-colored dragon with brown eyes that reminded me of Preyna’s.

“Hello, little girl,” I whispered with a smile, and I bent down so I was level with her. “I’m Rath. We’ve come to take you back home.”

Blar cocked his head to the side and then jumped down from my shoulder and walked over to the cage. He laid down and let out a small sigh, which somehow seemed to calm the little female dragon down.

Her energy was no longer as frightened as it had been. Now, she was growing curious, and I could tell she wanted to trust me.

“Here,” I said, and I opened the cage. “I’m going to let you out, but don’t try to fly away. We’re going to get you back to dragon valley very soon.”

The peach-colored baby looked over at Blar, but then she nodded at me and stepped forward.

I carefully opened the cage, and she stepped out and walked over to sniff Blar.

“My goodness,” Preyna said from behind me, and I glanced back to see all the girls were crowded around.

I chuckled softly and shook my head, of course, they were right there. I didn’t expect any of them to miss the freeing of baby dragons, though I probably should have asked for some space to help put the babies at ease.

Still, they didn’t seem to be bothering this little girl, and sometimes I felt like a calming female presence helped the little ones feel more at ease since most of them had just been separated from their mothers. I could calm them down quite well, and they trusted me, but trusting me and feeling as comfortable with me as they did with their mothers were two totally different things.

“You are just beautiful,” Preyna told the little girl with a smile, and the tiny dragon let out a small coo but then turned away as if she were embarrassed.

“Oooohhhh, she’s so cute,” Asta whispered, and I could