When the Eagle Fell
Aurelian said "Not yet." His voice was really quiet. He spoke slowly like he was choosing each word carefully. He kept looking up at the eagle with eyes that was flying around above him. The eagles wings were moving fast cutting through the air. Aurelians jaw was clenched tight all his muscles were tense like he was ready to jump up and do something at any moment.
"We wait" he said. "Let the eagle get tired. If we do something now a lot of people will get hurt."
The eagle let out a cry and flew really high. Its shadow moved across the burned up earth. Smoke rose up like it was alive curling and twisting, above the ground. The smell of burning wood and smoke filled the air. The air felt like it was beating with the eagles power it was hot. Felt scary. Then the eagle suddenly shot out balls of fire. The eagle was still flying high. It was clear the eagle was not done yet. The eagle kept flying. People could feel the eagles magic all around.
