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

“Good,” Sebastian said. “Because I need your help with something. Everyone else, grab a spot at a table and wait for my next instructions.”

As the other kids began to maneuver through the tables to find one near their friends, Fort just stared at Sebastian, not liking where this was going. “What’s this about?”

“I know you’re supposed to be tutoring someone,” Sebastian said. “Which kid is it again?”

Fort nodded at Gabriel, who’d waited nearby instead of taking a seat at one of the tables.

Sebastian nodded. “Yeah, okay. That’s not going to happen. I need you for something more important.”

As much as Fort hadn’t wanted to tutor Gabriel, the last thing he was going to do was admit that to Sebastian. “Well, you should take that up with Colonel Charles, since he was the one who ordered me to tutor Gabriel.”

“Don’t give me that,” Sebastian whispered, stepping closer. “You think I don’t remember how many rules you and Cyrus broke at the last school? You don’t care about orders. And this is important.”

“What’s important?” Fort asked, getting more annoyed the longer this lasted.

Sebastian nodded up at Dr. Ambrose, who was gathering her things just out of earshot. “Ambrose is working with my class to see if they can come up with spells without using the book of Healing, just like you did back when you fought that Damian kid. If they succeed, we’ll never have to bother with mastering spells again, and we’ll be free of that stupid book.”

Ah, so that’s why Sebastian needed him. He wanted to know how Fort had come up with the pain spells. “No way,” he said. “I’m not telling you how I did it. I don’t even remember what I did, so I couldn’t even if I wanted to, which I definitely don’t.” That was mostly the truth, since he really couldn’t remember the exact words to the spells he’d come up with. But he did remember how he’d learned them. All it’d taken was figuring out what each spell word had meant, and then mixing and matching.

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “ ‘No way’? You do what I say here, New Kid.”

“Tell that to Colonel Charles, Teach,” Fort said, and turned around, only to stop as a cold hand pressed into his shoulder.

“Like I told the others,” Sebastian said, “you call me ‘sir.’ ”

And then he pulled his hand off of Fort’s shoulder, letting his magical flu hit Fort so hard it almost knocked him off his feet.

- EIGHTEEN -

GABRIEL GRABBED FORT AND PROPPED him up as the room chose that moment to start spinning. “Whoa, are you okay, kid?” his roommate asked, looking worried.

“I’m fine,” Fort said, his teeth beginning to chatter as it felt like the temperature in the room dropped twenty degrees. “Must have… eaten something bad.”