Flight of the Dragon (The Chronicles of Dragon, Series 2, Book 5 of 10) (Tail of the Dragon) Read Online Free PDF Page B

brother Kryzak had, probably from the sword but possibly from that helmet. He already knew Rybek’s sword had magic within. He’d seen its power level the trees in the forest when they’d first clashed.
    He’s got to have a weakness. Find it before his sword finds your neck!
    Rybek cocked back to uncoil another bone-shattering swing.
    Nath rolled backward, pushed off the ground with his powerful legs, sprang high in the air, and did a back flip. He landed on his feet a dozen yards away.
    “Buying time, Nath Dragon?” Rybek scraped the edge of his sword over the bridge. “I can’t blame you. Your death is inevitable, for I am invincible.”
    “You sound too sure of yourself, Rybek.” Nath gulped down some air. “You should know nothing in Nalzambor is certain. Not even death.” He glanced at his missing hand. The bleeding had stopped. His hand was a stump of ebony scales, but his thumb remained. He wiped the gash on his forehead. The wound Rybek had cut open had healed up.
    Thank Guzan!
    Pointing his sword at Nath, Rybek said, “Stand your ground! No more dancing! It’s time to finish this!” He stormed forward, feet splashing in the puddles on the bridge. “Now it ends!”
    Fang pulsated in the palm of Nath’s good hand. He pulled his shoulders back. His blood churned. He’d bought enough time. Saved his energy. The bleeding had stopped. The loss of his hand had frightened him. Shaken his confidence. Now the fighter within was coming back. Confident. Certain.
    I am Nath Dragon. I am the Dragon Prince. I could beat this man without any hands. Well, maybe I do need one.
    He set his sight on Rybek. Locked his jaw. Narrowed his golden eyes. “Dragon! Dragon!” He charged.
    Rybek laughed. He lowered his sword and shoulders and rushed at Nath in giant strides. “You’re a dead dragon!”
    The great blades collided. Thunder clapped.
    Boom!
    Rybek poured it on. His eyes behind the helmet were ever intent to kill. Metal scraped against metal. The men battled back and forth with lightning-fast strokes that were the stuff of legends.
    Nath parried.
    Rybek counterattacked. The warrior’s magical blade came dangerously close to Nath’s vitals.
    Nath fought back. The strength in his arm renewed. His power seemed everlasting. The weakness from the loss of blood was gone. One handed, stroke after stroke, he pressed back against Rybek’s fierce attacks.
    “You might have a second wind, but it will still be your last.”
    “Will it?” Nath brought Fang down on Rybek’s awaiting blade. In an impossible move, he shifted his swing. Fang slipped by Rybek’s guard and slapped the man upside his iron helmet.
    Krang!
    Rybek staggered backward. His head wobbled on his shoulders. He shook off the blow.
    Nath hit him in the head again.
    Rybek fought to parry Nath’s striking edge. His parries were too slow.
    Nath weaved around Rybek’s defense, Fang striking like a metal snake. He skewered the man in the meat of his shoulder. He jabbed him in the thigh. He punched Rybek in the helmet again, knocking him backward.
    Rybek fought back more slowly.
    Nath attacked faster. “Give it up, Rybek.”
    Hobbled, Rybek said, “Never!” He swung.
    Nath sidestepped with ease, and with the tip of his sword, he flicked Rybek’s helmet off his head. The helmet sailed over the bridge and into the canyon.
    “Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!” Rybek screamed. He bull rushed Nath, sword arching high. It came down like a bolt shot from the sky.
    Nath’s instincts saved him. He twisted out of harm’s way at the last moment.
    The blow would have split him in half. Instead, it dug into the bridge. The sword’s magic powers were unleashed. The rock of the bridge exploded. A gaping hole formed, and the heavy stones of the bridge fell through.
    Nath backpedaled away.
    More of the bridge collapsed. The distance between him and Rybek expanded. The bridge cracked and buckled.
    Nath yelled to Rybek, “Get away from there!”
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