Storm Spells - Chater 8
The Hole in Our Plan
“Oh no! You don't have a shield,” said the dragon as blue light shined it out the phone. A glowing blue dragon made of ones and zeroes appeared in front of Papa, and I just stared at her. My newsletter dragon never did this.
“You can't pass.” Our dragon held up her clawed hand and a shield made of glowing blue ones and zeros appeared …
