((Continuation from Prompt: Curmudgeonly))
“Incoming!”
Even with Callista's warning, Zaree shrieked as the island rocked under her feet. Mordremoth brushed against the floating rock, his massive eye greedily eyeing the ley energy weaving through the ground. His voice echoed in her head as she stood in his shadow.
You are nothing. Submit to me, and serve!
Distantly, she heard Callista's command to get to mortars of a crashed chopper. She pushed the dragon's words aside to leap off the platform, unfurling the leaves of her glider to catch the wind and follow the forces.
She wasn't going to let him devour any more islands!
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