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. By the time it stopped, it was
even with Tanis, who had caught up with Riverwind and
Goldmoon. Hissing with frustration, it beat its wings
swiftly and aimed at Tanis's heart.
Tanis leaped toward the draconians and smote one of the
creatures from behind, using the flat of his sword, then
made a backhand swing at another.
The feeder missed Tanis's heart but caught in his
clothes. Its red eyes glowed brighter as it twisted its head
sideways and back, ready to expose its fangs and sink them
into Tanis's side.
As Riverwind, low on arrows and lacking a sword,
bounded toward Tanis, the half-elf's hand brushed the
smooth back of the feeder's head.
Tanis let his enemies get past him, fending off the
creatures with the flat of his sword. "Here, take this
dagger!" he shouted to Riverwind. Riverwind grabbed it.
Pulled from Tanis's waist just prior to its final deadly
thrust, the feeder strained to reach Riverwind's intruding
hand. The fangs were out; the Plainsman's thumb was in
reach. After all, now Riverwind had possession . . .
... He reversed it and struck one of the creatures on the
jaw . . .
Too greedily, the feeder sank its teeth into the draconian
flesh. The taste was tangy, yet frighteningly familiar; there
was a bond here
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