MIR, the sentient Wyvern.

The capital city.

Snow comes flying like crazy over a plain full of rocks forming towers and crazy passages.

She saw Romas on his horse and some knights escorting him, Kratos in ambush.

Travelling in wartime was extremely dangerous and a thousand and one precautions were necessary to survive until the next day.

The enemy was powerful, cunning and vicious and, through magic, could take any form or threat.

"WHHIIIIIII WHIIIIIIII WHIIIII" she hissed. to announce herself with a whimper...

"MIIIIIIIIIIIRRRR MIIIIIIIIIRRRR... PAPAAAAAAA!!! HELP!!!"

A ball of tears, sweat and white scales almost crashed in front of the convoy.

Immediately I left the comfort of Romas' shoulder and pressed myself against Snow who clutched me like a cuddly toy, teddy bear or pillow and she cried her eyes out against me.

Not very dragon like behaviour but Romas saw how close this tribe was to humans in language, religion and behaviour. They would surely be integrated into the human community if there was no major accident.

"MAMANNN!!! they took MAMAAN Help!!! Help!!!! They . they took your mommy and daddy too!!!!!! they went "POOF" and took in the red ray... WHOUAAAAAHHHH MIR... I want my DADDY!!!!!!!"

I was shocked...

My mum... My dad... my family...

"Kri, Kra and Kroa???"

Romas: "They are safe and sound.... they are learning and protected by the magic of the fortress."

Me, looking seriously into the eyes of my friend Blanche: "Tell me the details!

"I... I arrived late... Only Aunt Sido stayed behind, she was hurt at the time... then he went around and was invisible. Sido felt it and when she wanted to scream she fell asleep by force. Some felt the attack but they all fell asleep. Then they disappeared... Old Uncle said it was the Wicked Witch of the West who took them. They are making war on us. I'm afraid Mir... she's going to come for us!! Protect me."

I let go of her in shock and started to cry after my mum and dad...

I wanted to fly away but Romas shouted at me.

"NO. MIR!!!" and...the submission collar numbed me.

"Sorry, Mir... this is for your own good... Your mission continues... They will probably continue and you wouldn't know what to do against it. You'd end up in slavery, or as a mount or worse as a familiar of the witch, bound and powerless. If you want to save them... you have to get stronger... much stronger and... especially with a team of friends you can rely on...

They have dragon hunters and you saw... your strength, intelligence and knowledge were no match...

As Vigil used to say: "Sleep, level 1 spell!!! you saw the result!!!!"

Study, Study again and again...

Only the princess can help you."

But I didn't listen to him anymore... My world was collapsing and I saw, no, I felt the same misery that I was running away from in my previous life... as if happiness was forbidden to me, even in animal form.

I was paralysed by grief, and I felt as if I wanted to let myself die...

Blanche screamed but was stronger than me, more courageous.

Romas picked me up like a limp, unresponsive cat, and put me in a bag or I would sink into grief.

He had a sad thought behind his dragonslayer facade.