The Obelisk

-Chapter 90-

Birds fluttered overhead. The Velonasaur’s spikes rattled as she stepped carefully through the brush. The dark orange Wyvern was just ahead, his back turned, looking out at the stars. His wings were folded around him, his tail peaceful, in contrast to its usual thumping.

He hadn’t smelled her yet. She took another step, wondering if she should call out. Or wait some more. ‘He’s not nearly as cautious as he should be,’ She thought to herself. ‘Someone could easily ambush him.’ She imagined claws ripping through the Wyverns throat.

‘Soon,’ She reminded herself. ‘Soon, when the time is right.’

The Wyverns head perked up. “Ripper, is that you?”

“Always is,” She answered, removing herself from the tangled forest.

“You’ve come early,” he said, without looking at her.

Ripper knew the Wyvern was much younger than her. His voice was still young, although his long horns suggested he was full grown. She remembered when they first met, when he was still a juvenile. “I came to tell you it worked. I found one.”

He turned to her, his expression bright. “Which one?”

“The last one,” she said. “Her name is Nyx. I found her and she bought it immediately. I recon she’s on her way now. She’ll be at the cave in at least a day.”

“That’s great,” Jethezzar said. “It looks like I can trust you, after all.”

“When have you not?” Ripper pretended to joke. She looked behind her to the forest. “If Nyx is on the move, we should get going soon, too.”

“You mean me.” Jethezzar said. She turned to stare at him. “Only I am going. If the others come looking for her, they would recognize you immediately. We can’t risk that. I hope you understand.”

Ripper stifled a grow. ‘I’ll figure something else out,’ She thought. “Of course.”

Jethezzar nodded. “I’ll probably take off tonight. Oh, and Ripper, I want to meet you halfway there, perhaps at mid-day tomorrow. There’s something I want to show you.”

Ripper narrowed her eyes, interest and suspicious sparking inside her. She knew she couldn’t ever fully trust the Wyvern. But it was a good opportunity for her plans, and she couldn’t waste the precious time she had left.

“And did you hear?” Jethezzar asked, a tiny hint of amusement in his voice.

“Hear what?”

“There’s word that a second Velonasaur is roaming through Lindbjord,” he said.

“…what?” Ripper spat.

“It might even be him,” Jethezzar went on. “Maybe you can finally get the rematch you’ve been wanting.”

“He wont beat me again,” Ripper snarled. “I’ll rip his eyes out the second I find him!”

Jethezzar smiled. “See you tomorrow, then.”