A sting shot through his wing, fading rapidly as he spun in the air. His dice were in hand in an instant, and he dropped them in the middle of the attackers. They glittered in the darkness, plopping into the wet sand. “We came prepared for everything!” shouted the bigger opponent, holding up a fist that undoubtedly held his dice. The words barely escaped his mouth when Steel slammed into him, his head twisted to catch him in the chest. A gleaming orb dropped from his hand as Steel carried him up the beach and plowed him into the sand. -=-=-=-=- Getting back into the routine. I’m about to ink the  next two pages and have the next page in the queue. Going back now to add the missing text. – Tiff