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Back The Last Dragon
Chapters (50)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
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  13. - ELEVEN -
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  15. - THIRTEEN -
  16. - FOURTEEN -
  17. - FIFTEEN -
  18. - SIXTEEN -
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  20. - EIGHTEEN -
  21. - NINETEEN -
  22. - TWENTY -
  23. - TWENTY-ONE -
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  31. - TWENTY-NINE -
  32. - THIRTY -
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  49. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  50. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

“I CAN SENSE SOMETHING!” the dragon shouted, sounding almost excited as they careened toward the Arc de Triomphe in the middle of a traffic circle. “SOMEWHERE CLOSE, ON AN ISLAND!”

“Okay but look out!” Fort shouted, and teleported them away just before the dragon’s wings hit the Arc. They emerged in the sky above London, just in front of an enormous Ferris wheel. The dragon braked, then swung out to the right to avoid hitting the wheel, its massive wings passing within inches. He circled around Big Ben and Parliament as his head snaked in every direction.

“IT IS CLOSE,” the dragon declared, then took off away from the direction of the rising sun, which unfortunately seemed to be heading them straight for an airport. A massive passenger jet was coming down right above them, but the Old One barely seemed to notice it, all its attention on the dragon it sensed. At the last possible moment, it swooped right over a plane so close that Fort could see the pilots’ horrified faces.

Fort just about threw up as the plane’s airstream hit, almost knocking the dragon from the air. “WHAT EVIL IS THIS?!” he shouted, barely righting himself as he turned to face the offending airplane. “RETURN TO ME, METAL BEAST, AND I SHALL DESTROY YOU!”

“I think that was an accident!” Fort shouted, not wanting to point out who’d really been at fault. “Don’t you want to find your child?”

The dragon sent a jet of fire after the plane in a huff, then turned and continued west.

As they flew, Fort wondered where they were heading, and if the dragon had actually managed to locate the last of its kind. Was this where Colonel Charles would keep a dragon imprisoned, in the United Kingdom? That seemed unlikely. But what else…

Wait. The UK had its own school for magic, the one that Cyrus had attended briefly. What if they also had a dragon skeleton, found with the book of Clairvoyance?

If that was the case, Fort was going to be left with one extremely angry Old One on his hands.

“Actually, I think this is a false alarm,” Fort said, screaming over the wind. Behind him, he heard the sounds of jet engines, and looked back to find two military planes coming up fast. “I’m taking us somewhere else!”

“NO!” the dragon shouted. “I SENSE IT HERE!”

The planes behind them launched a missile, and Fort screamed as one passed right over them. “We can’t stay here!” he yelled, and opened another circle just in front of them. He had no time to think, so he dumped them out in the first place that came to mind as the planes sent more missiles in their direction.

Unfortunately, the first place he could think of was New York City.