Clamor loved speed almost as much as she loved sound-velocity and volume consumed her. The dragon beat her wings furiously, accelerating as she climbed into the late summer sky. A few more steps, and the dragon tensed her powerful leg muscles, then catapulted herself into the air. She stepped forward, digging her talons deeply into the pile of ogre bodies, now nothing more than carrion. She loved the sound of her own voice thundering across the stricken land. Her horned nose raised to the sky, the blue dragon let out a mighty roar. Tendrils of acrid smoke rose from the dry wood, and in seconds the whole structure was awash in hissing, popping flame. Sparks twined across his blackened, terrorized face. He dropped heavily to the ground, his charred body spasming with the massive electrical charges that surged through him. She held her breath until she could stand it no longer.Ī stroke of lightning erupted from the blue monster so violently, it propelled the pitiful ogre back fifty feet through the air, then smashed him into the wreckage of a crude wooden dwelling. The dragon eyed the ogre trying in vain to disentangle himself from the pile of corpses. She inhaled deeply, savoring the sharp taste of the lightning breath that threatened to explode from her mouth. The blue dragon drew back her claws to take another swipe at her prey, then hesitated. After a moment, the dazed creature feebly struggled to crawl forward, away from the carnage. The last ogre hit the sun-baked ground hard, and he lay still next to the bodies of his companions. There Is Another Shore, You Know, Upon the Other Side Weis & Hickman Dragonlance Anthologies 3 The Dragons of Chaos.docxĮdited by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickmanġ1. Weis & Hickman Dragonlance Anthologies 3 The Dragons of Chaos

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