Boulders gradually emerged from the expanse of grasslands on the approach to the foothills. As the wagon ascended along a winding road, Amadeo glanced at the mules; it would be a while before they reached Zenith.
“How much longer Amadeo?” Maya demanded. “Why can’t I just use the dragon stone and…”
“You used it up last time; it needs to charge. Just be patient.”
“Patient? We’ve been on the road for weeks…”
As the road widened he tensed as he saw the familiar shape of a single triangular boulder sprouting from the otherwise flat plateau ahead.
“Woman, be quiet.”