Smalls pulled out his sword, and lightly pushed Heather behind him. "Dress you wounds. I will try to hold them off as long as I can. When your done, we will make a run for it." He ordered her, but in a kind voice. The lizards were coming closer by the minute. Heather started to get worried as more lizards came. There were too many for Smalls to hold off. She remembered the stories about Prince Lander and the lizards. "Are these the same lizards? I had a dream about scaly hands in this cave," she thought. Heather tried to dress her wound as fast as she could while watching Smalls fighting the lizards. Suddenly, she noticed that one of the lizards was holding a radiant sword. She recognized it as Prince Lander's sword. "Smalls, one of the lizards has Prince Lander's sword. Try to steal from it. The sword could be useful." Smalls moved towards the lizard. It was a hard fought fight, but eventually Smalls got the sword. He saw that Heather had finished. He ran over to her, helped her up, and they both ran out of the cave. But they forgot one thing. They were high up from the ground.