Suzie felt herself plummeting, too frightened to even pray, the look of horror on Hunter's face etched in her mind. She hoped being smashed to bits wouldn't hurt, and she closed her eyes tight.
But instead of hitting the hard, cobbled stone of the courtyard, she slowed and floated lightly till she landed on the ground on her butt.
Opening her eyes, fearfully, because, after all, maybe she'd died and turned into a ghost, she let out a relieved breathe when she saw the anxious faces of Beverly and other strangers crowded around her, including a wizard in dark blue robes.
"Oh thank the higher powers!" exclaimed Beverly, clutching a hand to her heart.
"What happened?" asked Suzie. Yeah, like how the hell had she gone from certain squishy death, you know the type that needed the parts scooped up and reassembled like a puzzle, to not a mark or bruise? Well, except for the ones the Dragon had given her beforehand.