Chapter 16
ISANDOR HELD the reins tight and gazed at his destination over the bobbing head of the eagle. Even though he wore goggles and a facemask, his face was numb from the cold. There was no sun today, only a mass of dull white clouds. Darker clouds on the horizon promised more snow.
Isandor and Carro led a group of eagles which had detached from the main body of competitors about the halfway mark. One Apprentice had since dropped the cylinder in the frigid waters of the sea, disqualifying his team. Now they were on the home leg, the cylinder had passed from Isandor to Carro and back ten times. They still had two changes to make.
The other riders, led by Jono and Caman, were uncomfortably close. Carro wasn’t flying well. He was using the reins too much to balance. He’d barely said a
