One of the dragonpanther’s huge front paws whipped out. He wrapped his long toes—more like fingers in length and dexterity—around Shannon’s body and flapped his great, bat-like wings to lift him far enough off the ground, so she dangled beneath him. There he hovered.
Not good. Not good. Not good.
Shannon struggled in his grasp; he tightened his fist.
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