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. . . .
together in a storm of spinning thorns. “Traitor, indeed!” said Galen, whipping his cloak around angrily. “She used my magic to bring the evil one back to life! Now we must battle him as well! Our quest lengthens as our enemies increase and our time dwindles!” “Poor Jabbo,” said Max. Kem rooed softly to himself. “No one said it would be easy,” said Neal. “But does it have to be this hard?” There was no answer for his question. Yet as the moon began to drop toward the horizon and the sky
not be defiled by that dark dragon —” As if he’d heard his name uttered, Gethwing swept slowly across the distant sky, silhouetted against the approaching dawn. Ice seeped into Eric’s veins. “He’s looking for me, wondering where I am.” “Then we must hurry,” said Sparr. “Or all will be lost.” The soft putt-putt of Pasha’s sand cycle neared, and the vehicle slid to a stop at the edge of the woods. “Armies stain the southern valleys,” said the little man. “I had to do some quick driving to
a child who had a child and so on, until your mother. All the way from my mother to you.” Eric wondered what his mother would say when he told her. Then he realized that there was something he needed to say. “It always hurt when I spoke Zara’s name, but maybe not so much now, because … your mother is alive again.” Urik went pale. “I hoped with all my heart that it might happen. So. I have to return. I know Droon is going dark. I am a son of the Queen of Light. I think I can help a little.”
time, they stood before a magical horse-drawn chariot made entirely of hammered silver. “I fashioned this long ago,” said Zara, running her hands along its railing, “for you and me together, my youngest son. Little did I know that neither of us would ever ride in it.” “Until now,” said Sparr. He helped his mother climb aboard her magical chariot, then slid a sword from a crest on its front. It made a clean whistling sound when he twirled it. “Armed and ready,” he said. Galen and Urik took
and his mother urged the silver horse, the beasts continued to gain on them. “Children, help me take the reins,” said Max. “Wizards, fire. Slow him down. Take him out!” Round after round of sizzling blasts exploded at the moon dragon, wounding him. At the same time, the chariot entered the darkening clouds, higher and faster toward the silver orb of the moon. Time after time Gethwing faltered and dropped back, but each time he shook the blasts off and quickly regained his speed. Because he’s