© James Pyles
Daniel’s eyes widened with terror as the enormous bird of prey descended toward them with the speed of a hawk.
“This is going to be close, Daniel.”
He could feel the grip of her pinions tighten around him, securing the boy to her body, then she suddenly changed the angle of her descent, making an almost vertical dive for a group of trees at the edge of the plains. She twisted so she presented her belly rather than her back to the roc’s talons in a desperate effort to protect the ten year old.
He felt the shudder of an impact and heard Olivia cry out, and then Gerald was ascending.
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