XENDAYA. A smile crosses his handsome face before his aura explodes, and I watch as he transforms into his true and most powerful form. A magnificent black dragon that shines with an emerald hue. The most beautiful and incredible dragon I have ever seen. His magnificent wings beat powerfully, and I grab onto his back and jump on. I was wrong. Agnarr’s dragon is larger than his grandfather's, albeit only by a little. The fading pain in my back is like a memory almost forgotten. We rise above the castle, and I’m focusing on the battle before me. Nothing else is important. Agnarr sends a ball of fire at them, and they counter it swiftly. With every attack Agnarr sends, I am using my abilities to reinforce the fires, pushing them against theirs. The brutal winds are only making the flames spread and with my power combined, they can only duck or try to avoid the deadly flames, yet the way they move, despite their size, is swift, agile and calculated. The Ancient Dragon Flames destroy

AGNARR. The battle cost us, even if victory was ours… Xendaya is in a makeshift tent and a healer has taken a look at her. She and my son are both fine, but she is very weak. She suffered blunt force trauma to her back, which impacted her womb, but she is well - they both are. She was given blood and we now wait until she wakes up. Although I don’t want to leave her, I need to meet the rest of the armies who have gathered. To learn how many we have lost and to thank our allies. Nefzaan’s men who did not surrender were killed, and those who did surrender are being held prisoner until justice is served. ‘Agnarr… where are you?’ Kaizoran’s voice comes. He sounds exhausted. The heavy footfalls from outside prove that a considerable sized army has returned. ‘I am coming.’ I respond, stepping around the corner of the tents. I stop in my tracks, looking at Hazran and Dagnoth’s lifeless bodies that Kaizoran carries. I frown slightly but simply shake my head. Niko is beside him and alth

XENDAYA. A few weeks have passed, and we are in the new castle that now has been built to the extent that it is liveable, although there is plenty of construction left with help from experts in plumbing and electric work from Clair De Lune. However, enough quarters have been made for some of us and the staff to move in and tonight we are celebrating our victory. Our dead have been buried, our friends have left us to return to their lands, with new oaths of allegiances being forged and life has been good. Dad and Mom returned home too, hoping I’d visit them soon, and Mom promised they would come visit when the little one arrives. Niko was challenging several Alphas who were to try for the title of Alpha of Alphas in a few weeks, but we all know Niko will win. He is powerful. Lycus who had watched the kingdom in their stead also wrote to me. Although he mainly spoke of Niko’s training, I hoped despite our damaged relationship one day we can rebuild it. Callista is enjoying life as