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face.
    “You fool, you should have joined me when you had the chance,” said Vicon.
    “No, you spawned from the essence of evil,” said Nick.
    “We would have ruled the world together,” said Vicon.
    “Die, now!” said Vicon.
    The jaws of the black dragon opened wide. Its sharp yellow teeth wrapped all the way around Nick. Everywhere he looked there was the dragon’s teeth. However, they did not pierce his skin. They just stood still and studied him, as if they had eyes of their own. A light grew from the end of the dragon’s throat. The sun could be seen at the end of its throat. Nick placed his hand up towards the sun. He was instantly transported to a beautiful land.
    Sunshine as waves crashed on the beach below while he stood on a grass filled hilltop. It was immaculately beautiful. Everything was perfect, happiness flowed through the air. There was an exuberant sense of calm that Nick had not felt since he was a young man training to become a Refect.
    Nick turned around to find thousands upon thousands looking upon Nick on the hill. He could now see himself. He was wearing clothing made from gold. A long golden shirt stretched to his toes and he wore golden jewelry. In his hand he held a sword made from solid gold. It weighed heavy as he lifted it towards the sky. The thousands of people that stretched as far as the eye could see raised their hands with him.
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    Nick’s eyes opened to Dricos standing next to him by the bed. He was slightly startled, which made him wake up in no time. Dricos was eager to hear of Nick’s experiences within the dragons’ lair and the events of flying with the dragon. So he talked her through every last detail. Her eyes widened and a smile glistened on her face as he told her the story. She commented that it was quite normal for one or a few dragons for that matter to try to attack the dragon born’s newly found dragon. She guessed that it stemmed from some sort of jealousy or inferiority complex.
    Nick knew that he had completed his mission at the dragons’ lair. He could not deny that fate was having a huge impact on him and he simply had to let it play its course as the days went on. He knew where he really had to be. He had to go back to camp and then go to Terrel to talk to Lord Senvot. Having a dragon would possibly be a strong point in terms of convincing their great leader to allow the camp access within his city’s walls. He had one question that still occupied his mind that he had to ask before he left Dricos.
    “I know several supreme Reza’s, or dragon born, as you call them,” said Nick. “If I can get them here to the dragons’ lair, will they find their dragon?”
    “Of course they will,” she said. “They will find their dragon, so long as their dragon has not died. But don’t put that thought into their minds. It is highly unlikely. Bring them here and I’ll gladly welcome them. I sense that you and your party have great purpose in the war that is coming.”
    “How do you know of the war?” asked Nick.
    “The dragons know of the war, so I do as well,” she said. “Bring them here, Nick Bint. The dragons will play their part as you and your party play their part.”
    “How will I find my way back?” asked Nick.
    “When you are in the sky you will understand the landmarks,” she said. “You will understand the way the land works. The curves, the humps, the rivers, and the sea. From the heavens you can see it all. From the heavens is where you will always find your way. Follow your heart and don’t second-guess yourself. You will always find what it is that you are looking for from up above.”
    “I will,” said Nick. “How should I find my dragon? Will it always be where I leave it?”
    “Dragons have minds of their own,” she said. “If they wish to fly off they will. Through my own experiences they will stay put for a good while. When you desperately need them they will feel it in their hearts and seek you out.”
    “I