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　in　the　shackles。　Helpless。　Not　being　able　to　move　his　arms　made　it　worse。　Cold　sweat　covered　his　face。　He　started　gasping　in　panic；　feeling　as　if　the　rock　were　moving；　pressing　harder。　Hopeless；　he　wanted　someone　to　help　him。　There　was　no　one　who　could。
　
　With　a　grunt　of　desperate　effort；　he　moved　ahead　a　few　inches。　That　only　made　it　worse；　tighter。　He　heard　himself　crying　in　hysteria。　Gasping　for　air。　Felt　the　rock　crushing　him。
　
　Master　Rahl　guide　us。　Master　Rahl　teach　us。　Master　Rahl　protect　us。　In　your　light　we　thrive。　In　your　mercy　we　are　sheltered。　In　your　wisdom　we　are　humbled。　We　live　only　to　serve。　Our　lives　are　yours。
　
　He　chanted　the　devotion　over　and　over；　focusing　his　mind　on　it；　until　his　breathing　slowed；　until　he　was　calm　once　more。　He　was　still　stuck；　but　at　least　his　mind　was　working　again。
　
　Something　touched　his　leg。　His　eyes　went　wide。
　
　It　was　a　tentative；　timid　touch。　Richard　kicked　his　leg。　At　least　he　kicked　it　as　best　he　could　in　the　confines　of　the　hole。　It　was　more　of　a　jerk。　The　touch　left。
　
　It　came　back。　Richard　froze。　This　time；　it　went　up　inside　his　pant　leg。　Cold；　wet；　slimy。　Slithering；　the　hard…tipped　thing　worked　up　his　leg；　caressing　his　skin；　to　the　inside　of　his　thigh。　Richard　kicked　and　jerked　his　leg　again。　This　time；　it　didn't　leave。　The　tip　moved　in　probing　touches。　Something　along　the　length　of　it　pinched　his　skin。　Panic　threatened　to　take　him　again；　but　he　fought　it　back。
　
　Now　he　had　no　choice。　Richard　expelled　the　air　from　his　lungs；　having　had　the　thought　before；　but　having　been　afraid　to　try　it。　When　his　lungs　were　empty；　and　he　was　as　small　as　he　could　make　himself；　he　pushed　with　his　toes；　pulled　with　his　fingers；　and　wriggled　with　his　body。　He　moved　ahead　about　a　foot。
　
　It　was　tighter　yet。　He　couldn't　inhale。　It　hurt。　He　fought　to　keep　the　panic　down。　His　fingers　felt　something。　An　edge　of　the　opening；　maybe。　Maybe　the　opening　to　the　hole　he　was　in。　He　squeezed　even　more　air　out　of　his　lungs。　The　thing　gripped　his　leg　painfully；　urgently。　He　heard　an　angry；　clicking　growl。　He　pulled　with　his　fingers；　seizing　the　edge；　and　pushed　with　his　toes。　He　moved　ahead。　His　elbows　were　up　to　the　edge。　Something　sharp　along　the　length　of　the　thing　on　his　leg；　sharp　like　little　cat's　claws；　sank　into　his　flesh。　Richard　couldn't　cry　out。　He　squeezed　ahead。　Fire　burned　into　the　flesh　of　his　leg。
　
　The　torch；　cane　reeds；　and　his　sword　fell　away。　Clattering；　the　sword　slid　down　the　rock。　Using　his　elbows　for　leverage；　he　squeezed　the　upper　half　of　his　body　through　the　opening；　gasping　for　air　in　deep　draughts。　The　hooks　pulled　his　leg。　Richard　wriggled　the　rest　of　the　way　out　of　the　hole；　sliding；　falling　headfirst　down　steep；　smooth　rock。
　
　The　torch　burned　on　the　curving　bottom　of　the　egg…shaped　chamber。　His　sword　was　just　beyond　it。　As　he　slid　headfirst；　his　hands　out　in　front；　he　stretched　for　his　sword。　The　hooked　claws　in　the　flesh　of　his　leg　brought　him　up　short；　holding　him　upside　down。　Richard　screamed　out　in　pain；　the　sound　echoing　around　the　chamber。　He　couldn't　reach　the　sword。
　
　Painfully；　slowly；　he　was　dragged　back　up　by　claws　in　his　leg。　They　tore　the　flesh。　He　screamed　again。　Another　appendage　slipped　up　the　other　pant　leg；　feeling　his　calf　muscle　with　its　hard　tip。　；；
　
　Richard　pulled　his　knife　and　twisted　himself　in　half　to　reach　the　thing　that　held　him。　Over　and　over　he　drove　the　blade　into　it。　From　deep　in　the　hole　came　a　high…pitched　squeal。　The　claws　retracted。　Richard　fell；　sliding　along　the　rock；　ing　to　a　stop　next　to　the　torch。　Grasping　the　scabbard　in　one　hand；　he　drew　the　sword　as　snakelike　appendages　came　out　of　the　hole；　wriggling　about　in　the　air；　searching。　They　probed　their　way　down　the　rock　toward　him。　Richard　swung　the　sword；　lopping　off　several　of　the　arms。　With　a　howl；　they　all　whipped　back　into　the　hole。　There　was　a　low　growl　from　the　depths　of　the　blackness。
　
　In　the　flickering　light　of　the　torch　that　lay　on　the　stone　floor；　he　could　see　a　bulk　squeezing　out　of　the　opening；　expanding　as　it　exited。　He　couldn't　reach　it　with　the　sword；　but　he　knew　he　didn't　want　to　let　it　into　the　chamber　with　him。
　
　An　arm　whipped　around　his　waist；　lifting　him。　He　let　it。　An　eye　peered　down；　glistening　in　the　torchlight。　He　saw　wet　teeth。　As　the　arm　pulled　him　toward　the　teeth；　he　drove　the　sword　through　the　eye。　There　was　a　howl；　and　the　arm　released　him。　He　slid　to　the　bottom　once　more。　The　whole　creature　pulled　back　into　the　hole；　and　the　arms　whipped　about；　yanking　in　after　it。　The　howls　faded　back　into　the　distant　darkness；　and　were　gone。
　
　Richard　sat　on　the　floor；　shaking；　running　his　fingers　through　his　hair。　At　last　his　breathing　slowed　and　his　fear　settled。　He　felt　his　leg。　Blood　soaked　his。　pants。　He　decided　there　was　nothing　he　could　do　about　it　right　now；　he　had　to　get　the　egg　first。　Dim　light　came　from　across　the　chamber。　Following　the　large　tunnel　on　the　other　side；　he　came　at　last　to　the　opening　of　the　cave。
　
　Faint　light　of　dawn　and　the　chirping　of　birds　greeted　him。　Below；　he　could　see　dozens　of　gars　prowling　about。　Richard　settled　behind　a　rock　to　rest。　He　could　see　the　egg　below；　with　steam　rising　around　it。　He　could　also　see　that　the　egg　was　far　too　big　to　carry　back　through　the　cave。　Besides；　he　didn't　ever　want　to　go　into　a　cave　again。　What　was　he　going　to　do　if　he　couldn't　carry　it　back　through　the　cave？　It　would　be　light　soon。　He　had　to　think　of　an　answer。
　
　Something　bit　his　leg。　He　smacked　it。　It　was　a　blood　fly。
　
　He　groaned　to　himself。　Now　the　gars　would　find　him。　They　were　being　drawn　by　the　blood。　He　had　to　think　of　something。
　
　A　second　fly　bit　him；　and　he　had　a　thought。　Quickly；　he　took　the　knife　and　cut　off　strips　of　the　wet；　blood…soaked　pant　leg。　He　used　them　to　wipe　the　blood　off　his　leg；　then　tied　a　rock　on　the　end　of　each。
　
　Richard　put　the　Bird　Man's　whistle　between　his　lips　and　blew　hard　as　he　could。　He　blew　over　and　over。　Picking　up　a　strip　of　cloth　tied　to　a　rock；　he　swung　it　in　a　circle　over　his　head；　letting　go；　letting　it　sail　out　and　down。　Among　the　gars。　He　threw　the　blood…soaked　strips　farther　and　farther　to　his　right；　into　the　trees。　He　couldn't　hear　them；　but　he　knew　the　blood　flies　were　roused。　That　much　fresh　blood　would　have　them　in　a　feeding　frenzy。
　
　Birds；　hungry　birds；　a　few　at　first；　then　hundreds；　then　thousands；　swooped　and　dived　down　on　Fire　Spring；　eating　flies　as　they　went。　There　was　mass　confusion。　Gars　howled　as　the　birds　swooped　up　and　pecked　flies　off　their　bellies；　or　snatched　them　from　the　air。　Gars　were　running　everywhere；　some　took　to　the　air。　For　every　bird　a　gar　caught　out　of　the　air；　a　hundred　took　its　place。
　
　Richard　ran　down　the　hill　in　a　crouch；　from　rock　to　rock。　There　was　no　worry　of　being　heard；　the　birds　were　making　far　too　much　noise　for　that。　The　gars　were　frantic；　swinging　at　the　birds；　chasing　them；　howling　and　screaming。　The　air　was　thick　with　feathers。　If　only　the　Bird　Man　could　see　this；　he　thought；　smiling。
　
　Richard　broke　from　the　rock　and　ran　toward　the　egg。　In　the　chaos；　gars　began　falling　on　one　another；　ripping　and　tearing。　One　saw　him。　He　ran　it　through　with　the　sword。　The　next　he　only　cut　off　at　the　knees。　It　fell　to　。　the　ground　howling。　Another　came　and　he　took　off　a　wing；　and　yet　another；　both　arms。　He　deliberately　didn't　kill　them；　but　let　them　flap　around　on　the　ground；　howling　and　screaming；　to　add　to　the　mayhem。　In　the　disorder；　gars　that　saw　him　didn't　even　attack。　But　he　did。
　
　He　killed　two　by　the　egg。　With　his　forearms；　he　lifted　the　egg　from　its　resting　place。　It　was　hot；　but　not　hot　enough　to　burn。　The　egg　was　heavier　than　he　expected；　and　it　took　both　arms　to　carry　it。　Wasting　no　time；　he　ran　to　the　left；　toward　the　gully　between　the　hills。　Birds　flew　in　every　direction；　some　crashing　into　him。　It　was　chaos。　Two　gars　came　for　him。　He　set　down　the　egg；　killed　the　first；　and　took　the　legs　off　the　second。　He　ran　with　the　egg　as　fast　as　he　could　without　risking　a　fall。　Another　gar　came。　He　missed　with　the　first　swing；　but　ran　it　through　when　it　leapt　for　him。
　
　Breathing　hard　with　the　effort；　Richard　ran　between　the　hills。　His　arms　were　painfully　weary　from　the　weight　of　the　egg。　Gars　landed　about　him；　their　green　eyes　enraged。　He　set　down　the　egg　and　swung　at　the　first　gar　to　e；　taking　off　part　of　a　wing　and　its　head。　With　howls；　the　others　rushed　him。
　
　Trees　and　rocks　all　about　lit　with　bright　light　as　flame　incinerated　several　of　the　beasts。　Richard　looked　up　and　saw　Scarlet　hovering　over　his　head；　beating　her　giant　wings　and　raking　everything　around　him　with　flame。　She　reached　down　with　one　claw；　snatched　up　the　egg；　reached　down　with　the　other；　gripped　his　middle；　and　lifted　him　away。　They　took　to　the　air　as　two　gars　came　for　him。　One　he　caught　with　the　sword；　the　other　burst　into　flame　and　fell　away。
　
　Scarlet　roared　in　anger　at　the　gars　as　she　lifted　into　the　sky　with　Richard　hanging　from　her　claw。　He　decided　that　this　wasn't　his　favorite　way　to　fly；　but　it　was　still　better　than　being　back　with　the　gars。　Another　gar　came　up　from　underneath；　reaching　for　the　egg。　Richard　whacked　off　a　wing。　It　spun；　howling；　toward　the　ground。　No　more　came。
　
　Scarlet　carried　him　high　into　the　air；　up　and　away　from　Fire　Spring。　Hanging　in　her　claw；　he　felt　like　a　meal　being　taken　back　to　the　young。　Her　grip　was　hurting　his　ribs　a　little；　but　he　didn't　plain。　He　didn't　want　her　to　loosen　her　hold　on　him；　it　was　a　long　way　down。
　
　They　flew　for　hours。　Richard　managed　to　rearrange　himself　and　get　a　little　more　fortable　in　her　talons　as　he　watched　the　hills　and　trees　pass　below。　He　saw　streams　and　fields；　even　a　few　small　towns。　The　hills　grew；　being　rocky；　as　if　the　stone　were　sprouting　from　the　landscape。　Jagged　rock　cliffs　and　peaks　rose　up　before　them。　Stroking　the　air　smoothly；　Scarlet　lifted　them　higher；　over　rock　Richard　thought　would　scrape　his　feet。　She　took　them　into　a　desolate　land；　barren　of　life。　Brown　and　gray　stone　looked　to　have　been　haphazardly　stacked　up　by　a　giant；　like　coins　on　a　table；　into　thin　columns；　some　singular；　others　clumped　in　bunches；　still　more　having　toppled。
　
　Beyond　and　above　the　columns　of　rock　stood　massive；　craggy　stone　cliffs；　riddled　with　splits　and　cracks；　shelves　and　projections。　A　few　clouds　drifted　past　the　face　of　the　cliffs。　Scarlet　banked　toward　a　wall　of　rock。　It　seemed　to　Richard　that　they　would　run　smack　into　it；　but　before　they　did；　she　brought　them　up　short　with　a　fluttering　of　her　huge　wings；　setting　him　on　a　ledge　before　landing　herself。
　
　At　the　back　of　the　ledge　was　an　opening　into　the　rock。　Scarlet　squeezed　her　bulk　through。　In　the　back；　in　the　cool　darkness；　was　a　nest　of　rock；　where　she　placed　the　egg；　then　breathed　fire　over　it。　Richard　watched　as　she　stroked　the　egg　with　a　claw；　turning　it　gently；　inspecting　it；　cooing　to　it。　She　played　fire　gently　over　the　egg；　turning　her　head；　listening；　watching。
　
　〃Is　it　all　right？〃　Richard　asked　quietly。
　
　Her　head　turned　to　him；　a　dreamy　look　in　her　yellow　eyes。　〃Yes。　It　is　well。〃
　
　Richard　nodded。　〃I'm　glad；　Scarlet。　I　really　am。〃
　
　He　started　toward　her　as　she　lay　down　next　to　the　egg。　Her　head　came　up　in　warning。
　
　He　halted。　〃I　just　want　my　pack。　It's　hanging　on　a　spike；　on　your　shoulder。〃　〃Sorry。　Go　ahead。〃
　
　Richard　retrieved　the　pack　and　went　to　the　side；　against　the　wall；　a　little　closer　to　the　light。　He　glanced　over　the　ledge。　It　looked　to　be　thousands　of　feet　down。　Richard　fervently　hoped　Scarlet　was　a　dragon　of　her　word。　He　sat　down　and　pulled　out　a　fresh　pair　of　pants。
　
　He　found　something　else；　too：　the；　jar　from　Denna's　room。　Inside　was　some　of　the　aum。　cream　he　had　made　when　Rahl　had　hurt　her。　She　must　have　taken　what　was　left　over　and　put　it　in　his　pack。　Looking　down　at　the　Agiel；　he　smiled　sadly　at　the　memory　of　her。　How　could　he　care　about　someone　who　had　done　those　things　to　him？　He　had　forgiven　her；　that　was　how；　forgiven　her　with　the　white　magic。
　
　The　aum　cream　felt　wonderful。　He　let　out　a　little　moan。　It　cooled　the　burning　of　his　wounds；　soothed　the　pain。　Richard　said　a　silent　thank…you　to　Denna　for　putting　it　in　his　pack。　He　took　off　the　shredded　remnants　of　his　pants。
　
　〃You　look　funny　without　your　pants。〃
　
　Richard　spun　around。　Scarlet　was　watching　him。
　
　〃Those　are　not　reassuring　words　for　a　man　to　hear　from　a　female；　even　if　the　female　is　a　dragon。〃　Turning　his　back　to　her；　he　pulled　on　his　fresh　pants。
　
　〃You　are　injured。　From　the　gars？〃
　
　Richard　shook　his　head。　〃In　the　cave。〃　His　voice　was　quiet　with　the　haunting　fear　of　the　memory。　He　sat　down；　leaning　against　the　wall；　watching　his　boots。　〃I　had　to　go　through　a　small　hole　in　the　rock。　It　was　the　only　way。　I　became　stuck。〃　He　looked　up　at　the　big　yellow　eyes。　〃Since　I　left　my　home　to　stop　Darken　Rahl；　I've　been　frightened　often。　But　when　I　was　stuck　in　that　hole；　in　the　dark；　the　rock　pressing　against　me　so　tight　I　couldn't　breathe　。　。　。　well；　that　was　one　of　the　worst　times。　While　I　was　stuck　there；　something　grabbed　my　leg；　dug　into　the　flesh　with　sharp　little　claws。　It　did　this　to　me　as　I　tried　to　get　away。〃
　
　Scarlet　watched　him　in　silence　a　long　time；　one　claw　over　the　egg。　〃Thank　you；　Richard　Cypher；　for　doing　as　you　said　you　would。　For　getting　my　egg　back。　You　are　brave；　even　if　you　are　not　a　dragon。　I　never　believed　a　man　would　risk　himself　so；　for　a　dragon。〃　〃I　did　it　for　more　than　your　egg。　I　did　it　because　I　had　to；　to　get　help　finding　my　friends。〃
　
　Scarlet　shook　her　head。　〃Honest；　too。　I　think　maybe　you　would　have　done　it　anyway。　I　am　sorry　you　were　injured；　and　that　you　had　to　be　frightened　so；　to　help　me。　Men　try　to　kill　dragons。　You…may　be　the　first　who　has　ever　helped　one。　For　any　reason。　I　had　my　doubts。〃
　
　〃Well；　it's　a　good　thing　you　showed　up　when　you　did。　Those　gars　almost　had　me。　By　the　way；　I　thought　I　told　you　to　stay　put。　What　were　you　doing　ing　after　me？〃
　
　〃I'm　embarrassed　to　admit；　I　thought　you　were　trying　to　escape。　I　was　ing　for　a　closer　look；　when　I　heard　the　uproar。　I　will　make　it　up　to　you。　I　will　help　you　find　your　friends；　as　I　promised。〃
　
　Richard　grinned。　〃Thanks；　Scarlet。　But　what　about　the　egg？　Can　you　leave　it　alone？　Maybe　Rahl　will　steal　it　again。〃
　
　〃Not　from　here；　he　won't。　I　searched　a　long　time　for　this　place　after　he　stole　my　egg；　so　if　I　ever　got　it　back；　I　would　have　a　safe　place　for　it。　He　will　not　be　able　to　reach　it　here。　As　for　leaving　it；　that　is　not　a　problem。　When　dragons　hunt　for　food；　they　simply　heat　the　rock　with　their　flame；　to　keep　the　egg　warm　in　their　absence。〃
　
　〃Scarlet；　time　is　short。　When　can　we　start？〃
　
　〃Right　now。〃　
　
　CHAPTER　46
　IT　was　w　FRUSTRATING　day。　Scarlet　flew　low　over　thick　woods　as　they　both　scanned　the　roads　and　trails。　Richard　was　discouraged　that　they　had　seen　no　sign　of　his　friends。　He　was　so　exhausted　that　he　could　hardy　hold　on　to　Scarlet's　spikes　as　she　flew　him　over　the　land；　searching；　but　he　didn't　want　to　rest；　he　had　to　find　Zedd　and　Kahlan。　On　top　of　being　tired；　he　had　a　terrific　headache　from　concentrating　his　eyesight　so。　He　forgot　his　fatigue；　his　lack　of　sleep；　every　time　they　spotted　people　on　the　ground；　only　to　have　to　tell　Scarlet　each　time　that　it　wasn't　his　friend