Prologue

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The rain-soaked dirt sloshed as a talon stepped in it. The dragon dragged the white bag he carried a little above the ground as he climbed a small cliff. The white dragon clawed his way up the slippery rock and went into a cave, chambers here and there. Reaching inside the bag, he pulled out an egg and examined it.

"Well," Razorwing said. "It'll take a few moons, but you'll be a fighter in no time." He turned his attention to the three other eggs in the sack. "You all will be."

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