A Debt Repaid

            “What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed as the young man opened the cell door.

            “What does it look like I’m doing?” he asked in reply. “I’m getting you out of here.”

            I glared at him. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to get out of this dungeon. I just didn’t want him to get in trouble in the process. I sighed as I stood up and followed Alistair out of the cell. He led me through the dungeon and out of the castle. Finally we stopped.

            “Thank you,” I told him.

            He smiled. “It was nothing.”

            I opened my mouth to reply, but someone else spoke before I could.

            “What do we have here?” a voice asked smoothly.

            I whirled around to face the person. As I did, I came face-to-face with Stormblast. He looked furious. His hateful gaze was fixed on Alistair. “Don’t,” I told the dragon leader. “He saved my life.”

            Stormblast snarled. “He’s an elf.”

            “It doesn’t matter,” I insisted. “I am in his debt.”

            “You are, but I’m not,” he replied. He opened his mouth wide. I could see the electricity sparking in his mouth. He was going to use his breath weapon, lightning, on Alistair.

            I moved quickly. I knew that the lightning would kill Alistair. I pushed the prince out of the way. Alistair fell to the ground, the lightning missing him. Unfortunately, it did not miss me. I felt a shock go through my body. For a moment, I froze, unable to move. Then, clutching my stomach, I fell on my knees. Stormblast was surprised. Alistair looked afraid.

            “Go back Alistair,” I said through clenched teeth. “I’ll be fine.” Alistair turned away and ran back the way he came. I blacked out from the pain.

(Segolia: Rise of the Guardians)