"Welcome, dragons, to a fight of the ages! This young dragonling, while he may not look like much, is actually one of the fated Dragonlings of Light! These little dragons were prophesied to somehow end the River War. So, naturally, his opponent is the war general of the Sun Drakes, Solis!"

"You are not serious right now," said Shifty, glaring right at Queen Turquoise.

"It does appear that she is," Hoax and I said in sync. I looked at him, surprised. He never uses such small words. He must be really upset right now. After all, he is the smart one of us. If even he thinks Fraud is doomed, he must not have high chances. We all watched in anticipation as Solis entered the pit. He was short, but he looked strong. His scales were the colours of autumn leaves. Even though he was short, he towered over Fraud.

"Now.... Attack!" screamed Queen Turquoise. Solis launched himself at poor Fraud, who quickly dodged him. Then he whirled around and jumped at Solis. Solis quickly jumped up into the air, then started diving towards Fraud. With a thud, he pinned Fraud down. Fraud wiggled and squirmed, but it didn't look like he was getting anywhere. Finally, he got himself loose, and raked Solis's underbelly with his claws. Solis snarled in pain, and something indistinguishable. Then he spun around, and hit Fraud with his tail. Fraud appeared to fly, and hit the wall of the pit. There was a loud crunch. No! This couldn't have happened. Tears rolled down my snout. Fraud was gone. He was only 300 moons old. Much too young to die. The whole room was alive with shock and sadness. He had died. And it was all my fault. Me and my stupid diary. Scam was right. Diaries were useless. I wonder if the guardians were here as well. Who else would have to die for my choice?