The dragon flicked its tail and sent him flying through the air. Warn King Hugo that I have failed in my quest. “Get back, Robin!” called Caldor, still desperately clutching the creature’s neck. Robin could only stare in disbelief as the dragon’s wings unfolded overhead, stretching out to beat the air in a deadly rhythm. And as he looked up at Caldor, he knew he could not abandon his knight. He was standing on the dragon’s tail! He wanted to run, but he was frozen with fear. Glancing down, Robin realized that his own situation was nearly as dangerous as Caldor’s. He stumbled to his feet, his mouth open in shock. But a terrifying roar drowned out Robin’s words. The dragon wasn’t near the mountain - it was the mountain! And Caldor was barely holding on to the monster’s neck! “Caldor!” Robin yelled again. “Come down, Caldor!” Robin yelled desperately. Its face was the same color as the slippery stones of the mountain. The spiked head of a huge beast reared up behind the knight. Rolling out of the way, he glimpsed Caldor high above him, clinging to the dark slope of the mountain. Robin flinched as they swiped through the air like giant ax heads. They stretched out slowly, their razor-sharp edges catching the sunlight. Two huge rocks high above him started to move. The whole mountain shuddered and Robin froze. “Come back!” But there was no way he could be heard above the grinding screeches that filled the air. Blood! What was happening? “Caldor!” Robin yelled, scrambling to his feet as the rocks shifted beneath him. There was a metallic taste in his mouth and he put a hand to his lips. He stumbled to one side and a huge shudder threw him to the ground, knocking his head so badly that his teeth clattered. Robin could feel the vibrations traveling through his feet and up his legs. With his master gone, he noticed how quiet it was. Robin had never seen a mountainside like this before. He was soon lost from sight, swallowed by the eerie mist. They were as slippery as glass, but the knight was determined, and slowly but surely made his way up the mountain. Caldor struggled to keep his footing on the overlapping plates of rock. “Good luck, sir,” Robin said in a shaky voice, as the knight turned to climb up the smooth, dark slope of the mountain. For the sake of our kingdom, it must be stopped!” I just need to get above the mist so that I can see it. “I’ll climb above the mist,” Caldor told the boy. Turning to his squire, Robin, he used his weapon to point up the mountainside. The knight’s bronze armor gleamed in the pale morning sunlight. Sadly, Adam does not have his own Fire-Dragon or Horse-Man.CALDOR THE BRAVE STOOD AT THE FOOT OF the misty mountain. These little rascals were the inspiration for two of the Beasts that Tom faces on his Quest - Arachnid and Claw. He also spends a lot of time at home running around after his two exotic pets - a tarantula named Ziggy, and a capuchin monkey named Omar. His main hobbies are fencing and football. And still does, even though he's grown up! When he's not writing Beast Quest books, Adam enjoys visiting museums and ancient battle sites. Adam decided to bring Tom fully to life so that readers could go on the kind of adventures that he always wanted to when he was that age. When Adam grew up and decided that he wanted to be a writer, he was stuck for ideas - until he remembered the old sword and shield, and the imaginary boy he had created when he was young. Eventually, he created a character - Tom, the bravest boy warrior of them all. As a boy, Adam would spend days imagining who could have first owned the sword and shield. Adam's father said they were a Blade family heirloom. He was also fascinated by the ancient sword and shield that hung in his father's office. His parents were both history teachers and amateur artists, and Adam grew up surrounded by his father's paintings of historic English battles - which left a lifelong mark on his imagination. Adam Blade is in his late twenties, and was born in Kent, England.
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