Reign Of Fire Page #4

I'll kill you.

Didn't get your name.

Quinn.

Well... I'm sure you've got

a perfectly good

explanation for this,

but I'm buggered

if I know what it is.

He's a dragon slayer.

A what?

He's a dragon slayer!

Oh, he's a dragon slayer.

Oh, good.

And I suppose that makes you

King Arthur, does it?

Christ Almighty, Quinn.

I mean,

even if you believe that,

and you'd have to be

an imbecile,

...do you not think we'd be easy meat

for these guys? ... You weren't there.

Look at this guy.

Look. Look.

I mean, he looks like...

like a... like a rogue Marine.

You remember those guys?

Oh, yeah, sure.

They blew up plenty of dragons

in their time,

but they also took

half the world...

You weren't there!

I saw his eyes, Creedy!

Move it! Move it!

Move it!

Great job.

We ran a 30-mile grid

in every direction... nothing.

Could be on the moon, Denton.

Quinn, this is Alexandra

Jensen, U.S. Cavalry.

Oh. Captain Creedy.

Hey.

How you doin'?

Creedy.

Denton Van Zan.

How are you?

Excuse me.

Who are they?

Archangels.

Huh?

once they jump from the chopper,

that's their life expectancy.

You never thought

of giving them parachutes?

They're not much help.

They're bulla men.

What?

They were used by gladiators

to snare other men.

Not men, dragons.

So, you guys, uh,

jump out the chopper

and use a net

to snare dragons?

Mm-hmm.

Ha.

I mean, sure, yeah.

I mean

you would, wouldn't you?

Three watches,

eight hours each.

All the kids

in the shelter.

Rifles on

the keep and walls.

Excuse me.

Aren't you forgetting

who let them in?

Don't mean I trust 'em.

All right, guys.

I just brewed a fresh pot, if

that's what you're looking for.

A whetstone, actually.

Sure.

Is that your son?

No.

Got him from the pound.

Hmm. Is that where you

get all your children?

I found him in a village

near Bray.

sitting with his mum.

He kept trying

to wake her up.

She had been dead for days.

We were making our way up here, a

few of us... me, Creedy, and Barlow.

No idea how

we were gonna survive.

Anyway, I grabbed him.

What else was I gonna do?

Leave him.

Most men would have...

especially back

in the early years.

Everybody's just running

for their lives.

Yeah.

Well, I didn't.

Regretted it ever since,

of course.

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

You want to know anything,

you ask Van Zan.

Goosh, you alive?!

Not even close, Denton.

Alex! Radios are down!

Cover the east ridge

and tell me what you see!

Men, get ready

to rock 'n' roll!

We got a dragon to kill!

...Goosh, set the

triangulators! ... Roger that!

Tito, Mead, Piscatella,

bounce your butts!

Move out!

Alex, what do you see?

No sign of it.

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