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Farren stared at Ameri. This must be her final form, the epitome of all her powers. He had to admit it was pretty impressive, he made a mental note to stay on her good side from now on. Nobody wanted to get in the bad books of a Ddraig Ceidwad. That had been his final form once, when he was an angel. But when he had fallen they had his dragon, Iliad away. They'd set her free. At least, he hoped they had. He was kind of glad Iliad wasn't here anyway, she was no match for this monster. He moved forward, examining Ameri's dragon. "Well, it certainly is magnificent. What's it's name?"

Farren nodded, "So, Fire Dragon or Metal Dragon? That looks to be the general catergory he'd be in. I was Ddraig Ceidwad before I fell. I had a Wind Dragon, not half as strong as Prothero will be when he's mature, but much faster" He patted Prothero on the head absent mindedly, "Your lucky you know, both Fire and Metal dragons are famous for being the strongest. When he's older you'll be practically undefeatable in battle"

Farren, nodded agian, but his face fell slightly, "I see. You don't want to put him in danger and that's fine. I understand how you feel, when I first got my dragon I was very protective of her too. I'd hatched her myself and watched her grow up, she in turn listened and understood. She was more like a sister than anything else. I can see your's is already developing a distinct personality. That's good, it shows he's healthy and well cared for" He paused for a second. "I'd like to ask you a favour. Just a little one. You see I know Iliad is still alive, the bond between a Keeper and their dragon is impossible to break. Though, I don't exactly know where she is, or... If she's okay. Your dragon should be able to perform the call, it will alert her to where I am, and to the fact that to an extent my powers have returned. It's instinct really, I'm sure Prothero could easily pull it off" He really hoped Ameri and Prothero could help him with this. If he could see the lights then there was a good chance he would have his final form back too. He could definitely sense Iliad, much stronger than he had been able too before he had his new wings. Even if his powers hadn't returned, it would be good to see her again. To warn her about the war. After all, they'd found the Prophecy, that was the key to ending this mess, but it also meant things were about to get nasty.

She soared the skies alone. Dodging clouds and rain, flying low to examine the world her best friend had been exiled too. She spiraled upwards, as if she was putting on a show for the passing birds, then flew down again, hovering above a wood. This was all she did now. Flying was her speciality, but it did a get a little tiresome after a while. She floated lazily above the trees, her scales glittering in the sunlight, the feather like end of her tail caught the light a little and shone. She had been eating a lot of fish lately, the oil had made her scales all shiny. Suddenly, she heard a noise, a noise unlike any other, but a noise that could not be ignored. It was one of her own kind. Her fellow dragon, singing. Singing of her friend, the boy who raised her, the boy she grew up with. Her brother. She listened to the dragon for a while, drinking in all the information the low, gravely voice was telling her. Then darted off in that direction at the speed of light. She would be there in seconds. She came to the clearing where the dragon stood, his sister linked with him, their minds intertwined. She had never seen that before. She hovered for a few seconds more then sped down to Farrens side. Her eyes smiling at him. "Brother. It's been a while"

Farren smiled wider than he had in a long time. He had her back, his best friend. She was here again. He gave her a weird look when heard her speaking his laguage, but it was soon replaced by joy. "Iliad! I didn't know you could-"
"I couldn't. But I learned." her eyes smiled even more. She could sense that Farren had his powers back, and she decided not to question the wings. She understood what they meant. He was a fallen angel who had regained their powers, the brown wings were a simply a symbol of that. She turned to the other dragon who was being petted by his sister and spoke in her native language, these words didn't seem awkward on her tongue like the English ones, they flowed from her mouth like water in a river. "I am Iliad The Fleeting, dragon of Wind and Sky. Who are you, young one?"

Legna stared at the creatures in awe. Wow.. They're amazing.. She said, still awe-struck.

Ariel screamed in pain. She fell to the ground. Her entire body began to tremble.

Markus winced in pain as he got up. "Violeta...Ameri...get away from her. Legna, move closer to her... She trying to regain control, Ameri and Violeta's demon energy is feeding the demon..... We...need Legna's angel energy to give Ariel control..." Markus sat back down. He slammed into the cliff so hard, the pain prevented him from moving.

Legna giggled, but when she heard Ariel scream, she ran over to her. Sitting down by Ariel, she put a hand on her shoulder to try and calm her.