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I raced down the hall and out onto the patio. The beach was a war zone. Soldiers in armor dragged their brethren from the water. Others still in flight shot arrows at the slingshot men. Invaders came over the small hill onto the beach. In front of them were small flocks of bleating sheep that they herded onto the docks. Xander stood chest-deep in the bay two dozen yards from the right side of the battle-line dock hauling the unconscious bodies of dragon warriors from the waters.
I jumped down the stairs and raced down the beach to the water where I splashed into the cool bay. A few stray arrows dropped into the water some five yards from me. I pushed through the water until I was chest deep. The boats rocked the bay with small waves.
I stuck my arms into the water and bit my
