at that lock on the cuffs. A few minutes later, a slight click came
from the cuffs, and they popped open. I kept my hands in them however, and hid
the fork behind the palm of my hand. With a grunt, I jumped and made a loud
noise, hoping to attract attention. Before long I heard the footsteps of
someone coming down the hall, uttering curses about the damned prisoners and
lack of sleep. The door unlocked and light pierced the doorway from the hall.
A head pops through the door.
'Whats all the racket about?!' I lay still, waiting for him to come
closure, not daring to even breathe. The knight confused by my reaction,
inched forward, and gave a prod with his boot.
I spun to life and dragged him to the ground, and with aaround me, the little
girl chasing a boy around the village square. A large shadow covered the
village, and I immediately look up, thinking it to be Deathbolt returning.
Except it was not Deathbolt, this was a sleek black dragon, a renegade. It
swept passed the village once, and turned back around, diving low. The
villagers screamed, mothers running for their children. The black dragon
swooped down and spat acid at building after building, each building
collapsing as the acid ate it away. A battle cry sounded as a small army of
men ran in, blades held high. Dressed in black dragonarmor, they began their
slaughter, killing the fathers, and raping the women. The little girl had
hidden herself in the well, her mother's dead body covering the entrance. The
battle was over before it began, and the noise