Final Quest (The Secrets of Droon: Special Edition #8)
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An immortal dragon. A long hidden secret. The kingdom of Droon is at the brink of war. . .
The situation in Droon has never been more desperate. The wizard Galen is missing. Eric has been forced undercover with Gethwing, the all-powerful Moon Dragon. And millions of beasts are assembling outside Jaffa City, ready to attack Droon's capital.
Eric, Keeah, Neal, and Julie will do whatever it takes to save their beloved kingdom. But to defeat the Moon Dragon, they'll need to uncover the greatest secret in all of Droon. . . .
are not far.” When Eric saw the swarm growing behind Sparr, he knew Gethwing would soon suspect the worst — that Eric had betrayed him, that he was no longer Prince Ungast. Then the real battle between them would begin. And the prophecy — the strange, incomplete, and long-hidden prophecy, whatever it meant — would come true. What about the one? “The moon is dropping quickly,” said Max, crowding next to Neal. “The dawn of the last day approaches soon. Too soon.” The first hour passed quickly,
Medallion,” said Zara. “And my sword,” Sparr added, and he tossed it high. Eric grabbed both tight and discarded Ungast’s lesser blade. “Thank you.” Neal, Keeah, and Julie entered the jagged arch of the cave’s mouth. Darkness surrounded them. All Eric heard were the age-old words of Gethwing’s prophecy. Five shall pass away, four shall wear the crown, three shall fall, two shall rise together, and one … “Eric?” Keeah said. Turning once before plunging in after his friends, Eric saw Urik
moment Eric tried to join them, a great dark form crashed from the jagged ceiling, and he was thrown to the ground. When he struggled to his feet, the odor of dragon filled his nose. “Ungast,” said Gethwing, moving out of the shadows. “We are alone now. Come to me. I want to see the face of a traitor.” The word struck Eric like a blade. So, Gethwing knows. Maybe he always knew. Maybe he lured me here. Maybe he’ll try to destroy me right here and now. “I said … come!” As if a powerful hand
the second time. The panel slid aside. As always, his heart felt a pang of pain at the mention of her name. “But why?” asked Max. “Why her name?” Eric shook his head. “I don’t know. I don’t know anything. Look, you can help me. Take this.” He withdrew the Moon Medallion from his cloak. “I’ve got to turn Sparr to our side. But if I can’t, and he senses that I have this, he’ll overpower me and steal it.” Max’s face dropped as he took the powerful object. “I will protect it with my life.” “Let’s
impacting stone, the fountain began to change itself into a ship. A ship of stone. The levels, the spouts, the rims, the angles, the pediment itself grew into decks and railings and masts. A prow emerged, needle sharp. Ghostly rigging, like cobwebs of iron, stretched from the top of massive masts to the deck railings below. Great red sails, like the wings of an enormous jungle bird, billowed out, poised and waiting for flight. The scrollwork etched in the stone that made up the hull, the