Jack moved quickly, but carefully, Oscar held ready, every sense alert for ambush. The panthers had reported Stormfang's location but couldn't tell him the wyvern's condition or intent.
Was it fleeing? Setting a trap?
Trying to reach a more defensible position? The blood trail continued, droplets more frequent now as if Stormfang's wound had reopened with exertion.
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