Me and Keka were standing on the edge of the cliff. The sun was rising. It felt peaceful. The air was silent. No screams, no pain. This would be more enjoyable if we weren't going to war in a matter of minutes.

"It's peaceful up here." Keka said. 

"It won't before long." I say.

"I can't believe we're going to war. I'm not much of a fighter." Keka said.

"You have 2-inch-long fangs. You'll be fine." I say. 

"I hope you're right." Keka said. 

"I hope I am to." I say. 

Fendron walked up to us. 

"We're ready." Fendron said. 

"Let's kick some scorpion butts." Navine smiled. 

"This will be dangerous and we most likely will die." I point out. 

"Yeah, we know, but we can still try." Macko said. 

"We need to do more than try, we need to win." Fendron said.

"If we don't, the Kallikora lands will be destroyed." I say. 

"Looks like we have our work cut out for us." Navine said. 

"We certainly do." The Owl Gazer said flying down. 

"You don't have to come with us. Your the only one who can communicate with Kallikora herself." Fendron said. 

"Which is precisely the reason why I have to go. I must stop my old apprentice." She said. 

"One question how do we get there? I can't swim." Keka said. 

"Climb aboard." She said. 

I look at the Owl Gazer. 

"You okay?" Fendron asked. 

"Fine. I've uh... never flown." I say. 

Fendron reached out his hand. I took it. We climbed on together.