Magnulf, like any sergeant worth his pay, was constitutionally unableto recognize a figure of speech. He spotted the creature and its rider well off to the south, and nodded in no small satisfaction: he'd outguessed the dragonflier this time. He didn't think the Forthwegians weregoing to come after him with thundering herds of behemoths. AN right, boys, come on in, he said.
Why not? They had no recourse against her. His feet ached. With a great roar, Sabrino's dragon put on a burst of speed. Every so often, someone fed L lantern oil.
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