Kingdom of Ash

blood sprayed.
And just when the soldiers mastered their
terror enough to launch arrows and spears at
the opalescent scales enforced with
Spidersilk, she twisted and flipped back into
the deep river, vanishing beneath the ice.
Spears plunged into the turquoise waters,
missing their mark, but Lysandra was already
racing past.
The sea dragon’s body—river dragon, she
supposed—didn’t slow. She pushed it to its
limit, the great lungs working like a bellows.
The river curved, and she used it to her
advantage as she leaped from the water again.
The soldiers, so focused on the damage
she’d done up ahead, didn’t look her way until
she was upon them.
She had all of a glance to the city walls,
where a wave of black now crashed against
them, siege ladders rising and arrows flying,