Chapter 2

Gli rubbed her head.

“Watch where you’re going!” the other dragon snapped.

“Hey, you’re at fault too!” Gli snapped back.

“Okay, jeez, sorry,” said the dragon, who was a Porcelain Dragon, rolling his eyes. “My name’s Craker [pronounced cracker]. What’s yours, Leaf-Mist Dragon?”

“I’d prefer WetLeaf Dragon,” hissed Gli, “but my name is Gli.”

“Okay.”

“Soo…”

There was an awkward silence.

“Look,” said Craker. “Are you running from the Sword-Soldiers?”

“Yeah…” said Gli cautiously.

Suddenly, Craker jumped at her, and then scratched her. He shook his scales, and off came dried yellow and gray paint. Gli’s eyes bulged, and Craker was a Sword-Soldier. Gli recognized him as the Sword-Soldier who had teamed up with Teriefula when they chased and captured.

He tied her talons up with some leatherweed-grass that was planted on the ground.

“And my name’s not Craker!” the Sword-Soldier laughed. He grabbed the tied-up Gli and flew away.

I hate rope, thought Gli.

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The “ride” to Lortiro Village was uncomfortable, but comfortable enough to nap.

When Gli woke up, Scythina was staring right at her.

“Well, looks like we have our power-up!” said Scythina, narrowing her eyes but still smiling. She put her talon on Gli’s snout. Gli tried biting it.

“I’d stop if I were you!” Scythina sang. “Or you’ll soul will be used instantly.” Scythina began to walk out of the room.

“Wait,” Gli begged. “Please, can I at least have some answers before my soul is gone?”

“Hmm, alright, but be quick,” said Scythina.

The illustrator was Corrie this time! Let’s give her a big hand! Sawyer couldn’t do the drawing in time, so Corrie did it! Thanks, girl!