Skyriders - Softcover

Holyoke, Polly

Softcover

ISBN 10: 0593464435 ISBN 13: 9780593464434

Verlag: Penguin Young Readers Group, 2024

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Wings of Fire meets Skandar and the Unicorn Thief in this epic fantasy adventure set in a world where human and skysteed share a deep bond of friendship and love.

When monsters emerge to attack the empire, it's up to Kiesandra and her beloved winged horse N'Rah to prove to herself and the imperial army that she has what it takes to lead them to victory . . . and survival.

Twelve-year-old Kiesandra's best friend isn't human, but that doesn't stop her from sharing jokes and secrets with her winged horse, N'Rah. She, like every other person with a skysteed, can communicate with N'Rah through her mind. Their bond is critical when one day, monsters from long ago reemerge to ravage a nearby village. No one knows how to fight the fearsome chimerae except Kie's uncle . . . and now Kie.

Injured in the battle, Uncle Dug makes her promise to bring his attack plan and weapons to the capital. Kie reluctantly agrees. At the palace, she and N'Rah attempt to gain the trust of the royals and train the army in Dug's lessons. But how can a young girl and her skysteed convince anyone that only they know how to defeat the deadly monsters?

Buzzing with action, heart, and friendship, this first book in the Skyriders series show that kids can achieve the impossible—especially with flying horses on their side.

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Polly Holyoke grew up in Colorado, where she spent her childhood skiing, camping, reading, and dreaming up fantastical stories. Polly went on to graduate from Middlebury College and become a middle school social studies teacher. She lives with her husband and their two daughters, as well as two cats, two Chihuahuas, and a beagle. Visit her online at PollyHolyoke.com

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Chapter Four
Kie stared into the distance, her innards churning as she blinked her dry eyes against the hot desert wind. N’Rah had to be wrong. Those skyriders couldn’t be fighting chimerae! All the monsters had been killed centuries ago.
But now N’Rah had flown her close enough that she could see several large tawny shapes wheeling around a band of skyriders. For a moment, the nearest winged beast was silhouetted against the blue sky, and it had . . . one, two, three heads! And then the desert wind brought with it the deep, rumbling roar of a lion.
“You’re r-­right,” she stuttered, even as cold terror seized her. “Should we run for Durwen station and warn Riken? He has to know. He has to warn the Empire!”
But as N’Rah raced closer, it became obvious that the fight was not going well for the skyriders. At the center of their band, a gray skysteed fought to stay aloft, its damaged wing flailing at the air. Another rider slumped forward, unconscious, against his skysteed’s neck while two more riders struggled to protect their injured. The air thundered with the full-­throated roars of lions and the harsh cries of the bloodgoat heads as they tried to tear at the skysteeds with their sharp black horns.
We have to help them! N’Rah cried.
“All right,” Kie said. Abruptly, the panic making her thoughts tumble about disappeared, and a strange calm took its place. “Take us higher. I want the sun in the chimerae’s eyes.”
Three wing strokes later, they hovered above the fight. The rider on the injured skysteed fired arrows at the chimerae, and a second skyrider sliced at the beasts with a sword. When one of the chimerae advanced on the injured gray, a third rider on a smaller pinto skysteed darted past the monster, obviously trying to distract it. The chimera chased the pinto for several wing strokes, but then it turned back toward the stricken skysteed again.
“Let’s try to hit the sand dragon’s heart.” She turned N’Rah toward the chimera menacing the injured skysteed. A hit to the largest of the chimera’s hearts could, in theory, kill the creature outright.
She sent N’Rah into a dive and pulled her bowstring back. They flashed closer until the chimera’s tan-­and-­black wings flapped below them. N’Rah swooped beneath its left wing into the creature’s blind spot, and a wall of sand-­colored hide slipped past. She gripped her bow tighter. The monster seemed so much bigger than Uncle Dugs had described! It was twice as tall and twice as long as N’Rah, and three arrows already protruded from its side.
As they skimmed past the beast, Kie turned back and fired into the center of its chest. The lion head, surrounded by a thick brown mane, twisted on its strong neck and roared at them so loudly that her whole body vibrated from the sound. A second later, the stench of the rotting flesh caught in its teeth made her gag. The sand dragon head, on a much thinner and longer neck, struck at them in a blur of black scales and yellow fangs, but N’Rah had already carried them beyond its reach. The fury in the chimera’s hiss made her tremble.
“We have to use the triwires,” she gasped to N’Rah as he climbed swiftly above the fight again. “That thing has four arrows in it, and it’s still flying.” Which meant she must have missed her heart shot. She slipped the bow over her shoulders and ripped the first triwire from its packet. Three razor-­sharp wires, four feet long and weighted with spiked metal balls at their ends, were joined at the center with a small wooden handle. Careful to keep the wires away from N’Rah’s wings, she whirled the triwire over her head until it hummed.
Concentrating hard, she gauged the chimera’s wing strokes. Her timing had to be perfect. With her seat and legs, she sent N’Rah into another dive. This time they skimmed past the chimera on its right, and as its wing reached its lowest point, she threw the triwire. It went spinning through the air, sunlight glinting on its sharp copper strands. One wire sliced halfway through the chimera’s thin wing hide. The second wrapped around the talon protruding from the wing’s leading edge. The last caught the monster’s front leg. Then they were past it.
She glimpsed movement behind them and leaned hard to the right. N’Rah dove right as the chimera’s spiked tail whistled through the space where they’d been moments earlier.
“That was close. You all right?” she asked breathlessly as N’Rah pumped his wings to gain them altitude once more.
Yes, but the Foul One is not, N’Rah replied with fierce satisfaction.
She glanced down. The triwire had bound the chimera’s damaged wing to its leg. Screeching frantically, the monster beat at the air with its good wing as it plunged in tight circles toward the ground. One of the remaining four chimerae broke off the attack and dove after it.
Moments after the first one crashed, the second one landed on top of it and began to feed.
Kie ripped the second triwire from its packet. When she looked up again, a slim boy seated on the pinto skysteed hovered beside them. He had bright red hair and a thin sunburned face, and he was dressed as simply as a sky courier, except that he didn’t wear a blue uniform shirt.
“Toss me that third triwire,” he said.
“If you’ve never used one, you could slice your skysteed’s wing off.”
“I know how to use a triwire,” he said impatiently.
Something in his level green gaze convinced her. She backed N’Rah closer to the pinto so their wings wouldn’t tangle. Kie stretched out her hand, and the boy grabbed the packet from her.
“We should probably save the prince.” She gestured toward the boy below them on the injured skysteed. She guessed he must be the prince because of the fancy maroon uniform he wore.
“I’m all in favor of saving princes,” the boy said as he ripped the triwire from the packet. “I’ll take the chimera on the right. You take the one on the left. The captain is chopping apart that third one.”
Even as she watched, the woman with the sword severed the bloodgoat head from the neck of a chimera attacking the group from the west, and dark purplish blood sprayed through the air.
“All right.” Kie took a deep breath and forgot about the boy. She concentrated on the chimera trying to gut the injured sky-steed and the prince who rode him. She whirled the triwire and sent N’Rah into another dive.
Focused on the injured skysteed, the chimera’s heads didn’t spot them as they glided along beside it. The moment the chimera’s wings flashed downward, she flung the triwire. While the weapon still spun through the air, the monster lunged toward the gray skysteed. The triwire sliced into the chimera’s foreleg but missed the wing completely.
Screaming in pain and fury, the creature whipped around. Now Kie faced all three heads of an angry chimera. This thing looks nothing like Uncle Dugs’s target tree! she thought. Then the lion head roared so loudly that her ears rang with the sound, and she couldn’t think at all.
Just as the sand dragon head struck at them, N’Rah twisted backward. At least I am keeping my wits, he gasped. The fangs closed on the tip of N’Rah’s wing, tearing several shining feathers loose. The bloodgoat head had baleful yellow eyes and a neck almost as long as the sand dragon’s. Shrieking, it tried to impale them with its sharp horns, but missed.
“Did the sand dragon head bite you?” she...

Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Penguin Young Readers Group
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2024
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 0593464435
• ISBN 13: 9780593464434
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 320
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