Turtle Tail Warriors Novels & Stories

The storm cut across the field in wide, brutal sweeps, shredding through scales and tails. Spior roared, bracing himself as the slicing gusts screamed toward him. His tail cinched tighter around Arah, spikes biting deeper into her ribs as he tried to shield her while lashing out at the incoming magic. For a heartbeat, he held. Then one of the sylph warriors slipped past his guard, steel flashing. The blade hacked through the thick base of his tail.