*-------Jewel's POV-------*
Jewel's wings hurt, but she kept flying.
Jewel's soldiers hurt even more, but they didn't complain.
But they had ideas of deserting the army. No one actually thought of a plan for it, because they would become slaves, or worse, dead.
"Did you have to fly this far without rest?" a familliar voice moaned
"MOTHER!" Lady Jewel exclaimed
"You didn't really fly this far without me following did y-" Scarab was cut off by Admirial yelling out a very important annoucnement:
"Land!"
*-------A sandwing's pov--------*
The mass of dragon's above me dove down towards me, their wings folded. Correction, their FOUR wings folded. Yea, not friendly. The one wearing the most armor, clearly the leader of the group, asked me a nonsense question: "Do you have Honeybee?"
"No," I replied, "Who the hell is Honeybee?"
That was clearly the wrong answer, because they stabbed me, the last words I heard were 'He's innocent, we just can't have him tell anyone'