Timothy and Gustav were more aware of their circumstanow, they khat they were dealt a bad hand of cards. Not only did they partake iasks that they didn't want to do, but the city had sent them up that mountain as on fodder as well! The city's greater names hadn't expected the voluo kill Iron Cw the Wicked, no, they had simply been hoping that the dragon would kill the volunteers first, so they could spare as many guards as they could, though from the looks of it the guards hadn't been too importaher.

  Either way, it was a death sentenost, because even though they had hoped for the voluo die, death came upooon pletely randomly, it didn’t pick favorites, as about a hundred people died today! The battle was cruel for everyone involved.

  The people who could be sidered lucky, were only a few, they survived the attad could go home today, but those people were iens. The rest of the warriors who survived were stu a universe that they didn't want to be in, and they didn't know how to get bae, so it was fair to say that most of the ptoon was fresh out of lubsp;

  Tim was especially irritated that he was in a universe full of huge dragons, so he muttered. “Iron Cw is dead but we're stuck here, man, I 't get back to the church… We might have to fight more dragons too, Jesus! Well, that's both balls firmly kicked…"

  The two friends were up in the sky, and they were hoping to avoid other dragons along the way. However, sihey had a couple of friendly dragons at their disposal here, Tim wao ask for their help, and aside from that, he was also getting very curious about this universe, so he had plenty of questions to ask them.

  “Bolivamus, are you listening to me?” He asked for the dragon's attention, “Do you know what universe we're in? Could this be your home? I never asked where the hell it was that you came from when you, and your friends swooped down and rescued us.”

  Bolivamus Tal the Greater nodded violently in response, and he made a bunch of happy oo. This firmed it, this had to be his home!

  “Ahh, so that's why you little bastards were so happy to be here. I uand.” Tim said, and now he mao rex a bit more, because he khat the dragonflies could help them in this universe one way or the other. “Do the dragons here kill goblins, Billy? Like, do they eat us regurly?”

  Billy the dragon shook his head in disagreement, though he didn't want to move too much at this point, because they were in the sky, and couldn't afford to lose bance. His non-verbal answer was good enough, though, so Timothy was relieved.

  “That's good, because the st thing I want is to fight some big ass draght now. The face off with that wyvern is as close as I want to get to these scaly bastards!” He thought.

  Then, he gently inquired. “Okay, Billy. Sihis is your home, you help us find our friends? Is there any other hotspot where everyone else could've teleported at?”

  The dragons just looked at each other, and then in respohey started diving towards a lower altitude. They were gaining a great amount of speed in short seds, so the goblins had to hold on to them, in hopes of not falling off! There was no room for panic, however, as Billy and Cathy seemed to know where they were going, and that was all that mattered.

  “I should've asked them sooner,” Tim thought.

  Anyway, they traveled for about a kilometer, and nded on a big, bell-shaped hill. Hills were apparently a hotspot for portals, because as soon as they here, they found another part of the ptoon, well over a hundred people to be exact, and all the illusionists from the Floating Pupil sect were here as well!

  Tim was very excited once he found them, and when he saw his friends within the rge group afterwards, he was over the moon! Geie the dragon, and the rest of the dragonflies were here as well. He was very happy that they were all alive, a along to hug them, and he even hugged the dragons, as awkward as that may be! Then, they started talking with his friends about the situation that they were in.

  “We're in the fug dragon nds,” Tim said, “We just escaped a big dragon with wings!”

  “A wyvern,” Gustav stubbornly corrected him, “Every dragon has wings, Timothy.”

  “Potato potato! We have to get out of here!” He excimed.

  In response, Arvena started sharing what she knew. “I'm afraid that getting in this universe is easier thaing out, I don't see a portal anywhere. This is the nano-universe of Mare Dra, a's full ons, exclusive tons, the library of Rempegana had a scroll about this universe, but I’ve barely read it. However, I know enough to uand that we're not supposed to be here, because the dragons will start hunting us dowually!”

  Ortana saw that the dragons were frowning the more Arvena spoke, which hihat she ot on about the matter. Upon seeing this, she started getting very nervous.

  “If we start getting hunted down, I’m turning into a pnt, no shame in it. Wait, my body is too plex now for me to shift bato a pnt, so I'll just turn into a tree. I'll make like a tree, and… not bounce?” She thought.

  Vocally, however, she expressed. “It's not like we came here willingly, they tiing sheep or whatever it is they eat here. Also, quit sg the fleas off of us, but give us a solution here! Did you read anything about portals that'll get us back to Valporovus?”

  Arvena did not have an answer, but as Geie the dragon heard the word ‘portal’ several times, he rushed over, and id down so Arvena could climb on his back, he was very eic. This was very exg, it gave the team some hope for a solution!

  “Looks like Geie knows where to find a portal,” She said, and then, they climbed on the rest of the dragons.

  Having not bonded with any one of the dragonflies all that much, other than riding on Short Tail's back a couple of times, Ortana just hopped on Geie's bastead, aight. She actally caressed Arvena's breasts a couple of times as she was looking for the best pce to grab on to, but that was okay, it was all trial and error. They were in the air afterwards, and the rest of the dragonflies followed suit.

  The illusionists from the Floating Pupil sect watched as the few voluook off ons, and they were not happy. They wao attack them at first, but had the infinite wisdom to resist their murderous, self-righteous temptations.

  “They just left without us? Hant they be to think that they survive without us?” The illusionists mumbled variations of these questions over and over.