"We've got to reach the battle in time," Pyrite cried fiercely. "Huma's fighting alone!"
"Huma!" The old man snorted. "Well, you're not going to arrive in time for that battle!
Few hundred years late. But that's not the battle I had in mind. It's those four dragons
there, to the east. Evil creatures! We've got to stop them-"
"Dragons! Ah, yes! I see them!" roared Pyrite, swooping up in hot pursuit of two
extremely startled and highly insulted eagles.
"No! No!" yelled the old man, kicking the dragon in the flanks. "East, you ninny! Fly two
more points to the east!"
"Are you sure you're my wizard?" Pyrite asked in a deep voice. "My wizard never spoke to
me in that tone."
-Dragons of Spring dawning, Margret Weis and Tracy Hickman.