"She's not going to stop.", Vortex said, thirty minutes after. "You have other things to worry about.", Jerboa II said, stepping out of a cave. "The SkyWings." "What about them? Me and Ninja are SkyWings.", Spark replied glancing at the Ice Cliff. "The fastest of them might be able to get over," Jerboa II replied. "Not on my watch they won't," Vortex replied, shooting a NightWing down with a Savage bullet. "Here.", Cobra added spawning a couple sentries. "They'll have fun with that.", Ripple said. "We need a way to deal with this.", Vortex said, tapping the ground. Spark growled in frustration. "I could enchant something," he began, but Cobra cut him off. "Not happening." Down below, the NightWings were clearly getting impatient. "They're clearly not going to wait around for much longer," Ripple mused. "I say we wait a little longer." Soon enough, the NightWings started to trickle out. But they were going to fetch reinforcements. A plan was made and the winglet started flying south.

By the time the NightWings returned(with an extra fifty dragons), it had become obvious their targets were long gone. Bluedancer sighed. Meanwhile, far south, the Diamond Winglet had made it out of the Ice Kingdom and were now flying east. None of them knew where they were going. They just knew that they were flying east, and away from the madness that had seemed to engulf their lives.