Fear struck Petrel. Oh no. He thought. He couldn't think. Where was he? Why was he here? And where was Deepsea? Then he looked down, and he came to conclusion, as if time fast forwarded itself. Run. He thought Petrel flapped his wings rapidly, but dragons were already flying after him. It almost looked like a rainbow. In the midst of the crowd, standing still, with disappointment on her face, was Queen Wave.

Her pale blue scales shimmering. He couldn't think about Wave now, though. He had to get out of there. He soared to the top of the Summer Palace. He was almost there. Light shining through, but dragons were catching up, especially the SkyWings. "Hurry up, kid!" Petrel was out of all the chaos, but something strange happened.

As soon as he was out, he was bracing himself for dragons to come spewing out, but instead, they simply flew back down, as if nothing happened. "Wha-" "I enchanted a leaf to make anybody who looks at it, forget about you stealing Princess Deepsea." Darkstalker interrupted Petrel, with a stern look on his face. "It took you forever. Now lets go." Darkstalker, Petrel, and Foeslayer flew back onto dry, solid land. 

Darkstalker landed first, then Petrel, then Foeslayer, who seemed to be looking very tired. "You know what?" She said, as she skidded on the ground to a halt. "I think it's time, Darkie." Darkstalker sighed. He opened his mouth, as Foeslayer stood in front of his huge body. "Ready?" Darkstalker asked. "Ready." Foeslayer responded with a sigh. 

Darkstalker took a deep breath in, and blew fire out his mouth. Petrel was astonished. Did he just- No. But, why? Petrel thought, worried Darkstalker would do the same to him. Darkstalker reached into a satchel hanging on his side, and pulled out a rather large crystal with a dragon inside. He whispered something to it, and  the crystal melted, leaving Foeslayer sitting in Darkstalker's hands.

"Ah." She said, shaking her head. "That's much better."