“What are you doing over there?” She’d wondered where he’d been for a day or so.
“I’m taking a piss,” he answered. “Is that okay?”
She scowled at him and wondered how he’d gotten so bold. Versalee would have to knock him down a peg after this battle. Keeping her dragonriders in check took effort, but the result was that they did everything she said and never doubted her dominance.
“Where is Coal?” Versalee looked around for the black dragon. She also hadn’t seen him in a while.
“He’s in the trees.” Tanner nodded toward the thick cluster of palm trees they hadn’t cut down yet.
“Well, go get on him. I want you in the sky. Take out the girl.” Versalee snapped her fingers, and the large orange dragon that had been released from its chains by one of the men flew over to Versalee and landed beside her, his head down in submission.
“You got it!” Tanner exclaimed and ran for the trees.
Versalee climbed onto Ash and yanked hard on the reins once in place, commanding the dragon into the air.
It was time to teach the Dragon Elite that their reign was over.
Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Eight
Ainsley doubled back when the woman on the orange dragon rose into the air and hoped she didn’t notice. She played Tanner as well as she could based on what Sophia had told her about the newbie dragonrider. S. Beaufont was so very clever to come up with this part of the plan. Not only was Ainsley not going to go after the girl in the sky, but she was also going to help the Dragon Elite from behind enemy lines. It was genius.
After picking up a large stick, Ainsley strode over to the tank where a young demon dragonrider was pulling up his pants, about to mount the vehicle.
He glanced over his shoulder at Ainsley with confusion on his face. “Hey, the boss told you to get in the air. What are you doing?”
“Plans changed.” Ainsley moved fast, but apparently, the guy had no clue what was going to happen next. He no doubt underestimated Tanner and didn’t sense the approaching danger.
“Okay, whatever.” The guy crawled onto the tank. He sensed Ainsley when she was almost upon him and looked over his shoulder as she raised the club-like weapon.
“What are you doing?” he yelled in a rush.
His eyes widened with horror. She was glad he turned at the last moment. Like Hiker, like the Dragon Elite, she didn’t want to strike someone with their back turned. But also, Ainsley didn’t plan to kill him. That wasn’t in her blood. She was protecting her own, as she always would, until the end of her time.
The guy didn’t have a chance to react before Ainsley whipped the stick down cleanly on his head and hit the exact right spot to make him instantly unconscious. He slumped onto the tank, which he wouldn’t be using.
Grossed out by what she had to do, Ainsley dropped the stick like it was made of sewage and turned her attention to the trebuchet. That weapon could be the demise of the Dragon Elite members.
Ainsley smiled to herself. But not if it wasn’t working…
Chapter One Hundred Twenty-Nine
Evan split off from the group when he spotted the redhead on the green dragon. That guy was his to take down. The demon dragonrider seemed to agree and want the beating because he recognized Evan right away and flew straight in his direction.
After the battle over the ocean and getting bested by Evan’s water spirals, the Dragon Elite member guessed it was personal for him. He couldn’t blame the guy. Many had to suffer from defeat after going after Evan, thinking they’d win.
“Too bad for you sucker,” Evan taunted as the two raced at each other. “Today isn’t your lucky day. The last time wasn’t either. You’re not the lucky type, methinks.”
When they were close, the redhead held up his hand, which telegraphed his next move.
“So predictable,” Evan called with a loud laugh and waited for what came next, not at all scared about it.
When the bolt of lightning shot from the pale guy’s hand, Evan simply dove into a spiral and easily dodged the attack. He caught sight of the other Dragon Elite members, who were doing their best to deflect assaults from the cannon on the ground or the Rogue Riders in the air. It had quickly turned into chaos with dragons shooting fire at each other and the sharp sound of swords clanging.
Freckles probably expected Evan to rely on his water magic again, but he was going to be in for a surprise because he and Simi weren’t one-trick ponies. Besides, bringing water onto the island would destroy it, and that was a no-no. They were going to preserve the integrity of the land so that way when the elves returned to their home, they could go back to their way of living.
“You all have made a mess of this place.” Evan held out his hand as Simi flew low over the island. “When you leave, you need to take all this stuff with you and give it back to the people you stole from. Better yet, take this stuff with you to the junkyard where you’ll end up living, and the Dragon Elite will replace what you stole.”
After his speech, Evan telekinetically picked up a large flatscreen TV that lay in the pile of electronics that the Rogue Riders had accumulated through theft. It rose in the air. The redhead didn’t see it—he was too busy chasing Evan. The Rogue Rider extended his hand, no doubt about to unleash another bolt of electricity. Before he had a chance, Evan threw his arm up and the TV he telekinetically held flew through the air, straight at Freckles.
He saw it racing at him as he was about to release the lightning. The redhead swerved hard to the side as the bolt shot from his hand. It missed Evan and hit one of the Rogue Riders as they soared by, going after Mahkah. It instantly electrocuted the guy and his dragon. The pair violently spasmed before they dropped to the forest below.
Evan shook his head, hating to have seen such a thing. He seemed more upset by that incident than Freckles though. He and his dragon didn’t seem to notice but instead continued their pursuit.
“Boy, you’re heartless.” Evan picked up a large printer from the stack of electronics using his telekinetic spell and threw it at the guy.
Deciding it was better to throw as many attacks at this guy as possible rather than watch to see if any hit home, Evan extended his hands, and a dozen electronics rose into the air.
The whites of the Rogue Rider’s eyes were distinct as he realized what was about to happen next and that he wouldn’t be able to dodge all those attacks at once.
Evan cackled. “You wanted all this stuff you stole. Now take it!” He swept his arms forward and watched with glee as the dude tucked tail and turned his dragon and raced away as the objects all sped after him.
“I expected nothing less from a coward,” Evan said to Simi and shook his head as the guy flew away from the island, saving himself rather than staying to help his own. A Dragon Elite would never do that.
Chapter One Hundred Thirty
Sophia wasn’t surprised to see Evan laughing and seeming to enjoy the battle like it was a big game for him as he telekinetically threw objects at the redhead on the green dragon.
Mahkah was expertly flying circles on Tala around the Rogue Riders. He wasn’t attacking them but instead led them in such a convoluted pattern that they ran into each other.