“The morning sun and the endless sky beckoned. Behind her, as if on cue, Moondagger rose on his haunches, spread his white wings wide, lifted his head to the vaults, and roared. In unison, the armory crews saluted them. Anna returned their salute, crossing her chest with her fist. “Arming master,” Master Zar asked formally. “Is the rider ready for orders?” “Sir.” Master Jason nodded, fist crossing his chest. “The rider is ready.”
