Be Ready

"Michael," whispered Sarah, as if half asleep. The bronze angel with the eagle wings appeared with a flaming sword in his hand.

"The dragon approaches," she said. "You know what to do."

Michael nodded and flew out of the cave.

She turned slightly, her eyes still closed, and clicked her tongue at Kulth-Ing five times in rapid succession. He woke, stretched, and walked over to her.

Quinn woke with a start. He looked at Davion. "What’s up?"

Davion stared out of the cave. "A dragon is coming."

"Yes!" said Quinn. "I’ve never seen one up close before."

"Not sure I want to," said Davion.

"Zebulun," whispered Sarah.

"Yes?"

"Be ready."