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“Now,” the woman said, or rather, commanded. “Fast. Into the circle.”
There was no… Oh. Both dragons sent blasts of fire, which formed a fire ring floating in the sky. They waited for Fel beside it. This could be a trap, but then, at least they were only two, instead of the six others, and for some reason he felt he could trust the female dragon.
Fel flew into the ring. Suddenly, there was no more ocean beneath him, but a large forest with tall coniferous trees, somewhat similar to what he had seen in Frostlake. A large mountain range stood ahead of him. The two dragons were beside him in a few seconds, then made another of those fire rings.
“In. Again,” she said.
Fel crossed the ring, and found himself over another forest, similar to the first one, except that now the mountain range was to his left, and the sun on his right. He wasn’t sure if they were the same mountains, but realized he had changed direction. It was as if these fire rings were like faerie rings, transporting them through long distances. Hopefully away from the other dragons, if they were indeed dangerous. They had to be. The female dragon was too frantic and hurried for someone who wasn’t afraid.
“We lost them,” she said. “You can relax now. And send thoughts freely.”
Fel’s wings were feeling sluggish and heavy. “Can we land?”
“Up ahead. Just a little more. Then we’ll be safe.”
Perhaps the travel had caught up with Fel, or maybe it had been all the diving and trying to fight three dragons. Then there were the blasts of fire, which certainly had impaired him. Regardless, flying took a lot of effort, when all he wanted was to land and perhaps sleep. If dragons even slept.
They were approaching a plateau by the mountains, flying over a silvery river reflecting the sun, fed by a large waterfall.
“Follow us, and don’t hesitate,” the female dragon said. “Shrink your wings when it’s time to enter the lair.”
Lair? Where? They were heading to the waterfall. Perhaps there was a passage there. Indeed the black dragon crossed the water, then the gray dragon. Fel, who was following up close, made sure to enter at the exact same spot and shrink his wings as well as he could manage. Indeed, after a tight entrance, he found himself in a huge cave, illuminated with some fluorescent algae or something similar along the walls. Stalagmites adorned the ceiling, but the ground was smooth. Fel couldn’t hold it any longer and collapsed, landing so abruptly that he hurt his front claws.
The two dragons landed by him in no time.
“Thank you,” Fel said. In reality, he sent this as a thought, but he was realizing that was the way dragons communicated with each other, so it made more sense to think that he was talking, rather than trying to explain something so new with words that couldn’t convey it well.Sayingandtalkingdidn’t convey it well either, but they felt more appropriate.
None of the dragons replied. Instead, dark smoke surrounded them, and then they disappeared, leaving nothing behind. Fel was stunned. It felt strange to be alone again, and alone so far from everything he knew, in a strange, distant place. This feeling didn’t last, though. A second later, a woman and a man replaced the dragons. The woman had short blond hair, light skin, and blue eyes, and stood where the gray dragon had been. The man, who had been the black dragon, had brown skin, wavy, short, dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
“Welcome to Fernick,” the man said. “My name’s Risomu.”
“I’m Tzaria,” the blond woman said. She’d been the one speaking to him in dragon form. Her human voice sounded the same, except that it felt more real, sounding like a normal person speaking rather than a voice reverberating in his head.
“My name’s Isofel. I’m from Aluria. I… don’t know how to get back to my human form. I’ll need help for that.” He wasn’t sure if they would be able to hear his thoughts, but figured it was worth a try.
“For sure.” Risomu seemed to have heard him, then stared at him for a moment. “Where are you from in Aluria?”
“Umbraar, but—” He was going to say he’d been born in Ironhold, but then Leah’s words, telling him not to reveal his human magic, came to him. “I was born elsewhere. Not sure where.”
The man turned to Tzaria and said something in Fernian. To Fel’s greatest dismay, he didn’t understand a word.
The woman shook her head. “Let’s speak Alurian. No need for secrets. We know who he is. Isn’t it obvious?”
Risomu stared at Fel, as if examining him. “It should, but… We know these are dark times.”
Tzaria clicked her tongue. “The boundless wereattackinghim, in case you didn’t notice.”
The man sighed. “And the dragon order seemed interested in him.”
Fel had to interrupt their conversation, as he had so many questions. “Who are these people, I mean, dragons? Why were they attacking me?”
Tzaria turned to her companion. “I trust him. What do you say?”
Risomu chuckled and shrugged. “It’s not as if things can get much worse. Go ahead.”
She turned to Fel. “The dragons are at war. Not war per se, but we’re having conflicts. The group who attacked you, they’re the Boundless, bound to no magical rules, determined to destroy any dragon standing in their way.”
“So they just attack any random dragon they see?”
