The water-wyvern was magnificent with a gray-and-white pattern. Zaria and her friends gasped as it breached the surface, blowing out a large stream of air. “At least it can’t fly,” said Geirr, relieved. A water-wyvern might not have much in the way of limbs, being adapted to the water, but it has enough leg-power to propel itself onto the shore and attack.” “We’ll have to be careful as we near the shoreline. “It eats whatever it can catch,” Hector said forebodingly. “Will we have to feed it to get by it? What does a water-wyvern eat?” Aleks asked, readjusting his backpack and bow. Its job is to keep out all trespassers.”Ĭhristoffer sighed, disappointed. “The water-wyvern is the guardian of Malmdor. “Look on the bright side, mate,” Filip said, clapping Geirr on the back. “It once devoured an entire legion of dwarf handlers because they smelled bad. “That’s what I was afraid of,” Geirr said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. It can’t escape – water-wyverns aren’t able to live out of water for very long. It was captured and transported to this quarry lake over a century ago. Water-wyverns are wild, unpredictable creatures. “The beastie is not friendly,” said Hector, grimly. “The flying snow leopard-bear-bat thing you told me about? Even better,” Christoffer said, rubbing his hands together in glee. “You haven’t seen a winter-wyvern,” Zaria said. No wonder they can’t find it in Scotland.” “Is that like the Loch Ness Monster?” asked Christoffer. “What is that?” asked Filip, having spotted the creature at the same time. Something large swam in the center, too deep to see clearly. Zaria could see the lakebed in the shallower areas. Its deep blue water was smooth and glassy, protected from wind by the rocky walls and surrounding forest. The lake was nestled at the bottom of a deep, steep pit. Below them in a wide clearing was an abandoned quarry filled with water.

They reached the entrance before night fell, and in the gloomy dusk that slipped around them like a cloak, they reached the edge of the forest and stopped. Hector was right that the group wasn’t far from Malmdor. How can anyone be tricked twice? Isn’t there even a saying about that? Zaria Fierce is determined to get things right this time and with the Drakeland Sword in her possession she’s ready to take on trolls, dragons, and whatever else may come… but first she and her friends are going to have to figure out just how much trouble they’re in at home. Summary in a Nut-Shell: Zaria Fierce must face her toughest challenges yet – dragons, her birth mother, and more in the Under Realm.

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