Free The Second Prophecy (Part 1 of the Dragdani Prophecies) by R. Alan Ferguson

distant.
    “ You should
not have come here so soon John. You’re not ready yet. You’re not
experienced enough to face even one Wizard-Elf, never mind two at
once,” said Demala, concerned.
    “ I don’t
intend to face both of them at once. One at a time is the plan,”
replied John confidently.
    “ Don’t go in
there thinking that this’ll all go your way. Ulicoth may be still
recovering from the blow that Dragdani dealt him all of those years
ago, but he’s no fool. I believe he’s been expecting an attack. Why
else would he sit still with an enormous army that he has spent so
many years building unless he has been waiting for the right time
to release his wraith upon this world?”
    “ What are you
talking about? Ulicoth’s army is no bigger than our own,” said the
King, the arrogance flowing from his words.
    “ Don’t be so
sure,” said the Wolf. “Think, John. He has had nearly six hundred
years to make his army and you’ve had just two. His is forces are
ten times the size. Do the math.”
    “ You’re
right. Six hundred years is a long time, but remember Ulicoth was
near death for most of it. He’s only started to recover these past
five years, and it would take him that long to breed half of the
creatures I saw and to persuade the other half, which were most
likely hiding in the mountains in distant lands, to fight for
him.”
    “ Don’t be
sure. Ulicoth is stronger then you think. Don’t underestimate him,
my friend, for all our sakes.”
    “ I’ve
got to go . They won’t be able to keep
Kilamen busy for long,” said John.
    “ Very well,”
said Demala, “but I still think that you’ve come too soon. After
all, there were two prophecies.”
    “ Yes, I know.
Why do you think we’ve come now? We’re trying to prevent the first
one from coming true. If we attack now instead of waiting for him
to attack, we can stop him before it’s too late.”
    “ Okay, just
be careful, and don’t be over confident, and never think about
putting down your guard even for a moment.”
    “ Fine, but
I’ve really got to go,” said John.
    “ The n the only thing left for me
to say is good luck. And I really mean that, John,” said
Demala.
    “ Thank you,
my friend,” replied John warmly. A green light came around the
King, and when it had faded, all that was left was a green vapor
slowly spreading and dispersing in the air. He had Phazed, just as
Kilamen had done, from the fortress to the once hidden army of
Ulicoth. John found that he could not Phaze directly into the
fortress, for it was protected by magic. Instead he Phazed himself
to underneath the balcony that he had seen Ulicoth and Kilamen
standing on only minutes before. John switched back to his Dragon
eyes, and with them he was able to measure the distance from where
he stood to the balcony, which was quite high up. He bent his knees
and jumped up straight up, higher and higher. In those few seconds
he could see the balcony getting closer until he was beneath it. He
stretched out his arm and caught the bottom of it, and with minimum
effort, he pulled himself up over the rail of the balcony and
landed on his feet.
    Meanwhile, on
the battlefield, most of the alliance lead by Prince Bacnil and the
Dwarf Lord Eiaten were successfully pushing their enemies back
toward the main mountain. Delsani had commandeered as many soldiers
as he could call to him: Men, Dwarves, and Elves. He didn’t care as
long as it would help him to delay Kilamen’s departure. She was
walking calmly through the field trying to find the one that had
come to kill her master and killing any that would dare to cross
her path.
    The old
Wizard knew he would soon cross paths with her. He knew that he had
to try and buy the Wizard King enough time. Even if it resulted in
his demise, it was the only way. He could see her walking closer to
him, but again she stopped drew her hand up slightly. Delsani could
see yellow energy building up in her hand. The energy then took
shape