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Yoozepode's cape stopped swirling in the wind, and his arms, which were etched with fire, cooled on the morn's air.

"You have learned the art of flames." said Valux raising his head. "Are you satisfied now, young one? So we may leave?"

"Go ahead, I'll catch up with you," said Yoozepode as once again his feet parted from the ground. He picked up the supply sack he and Valux made and tried his new ability: flight.

It was a wonderful feeling, flying. And though Yoozepode had flown on a dragon's back, flying himself was quite extraordinary. Yoozepode caught up with the dragon and seated himself on its back. So the great black dragon flew out of the small valley and headed south towards the mountains. But little did the travelers know that they were being watched.

~Lord Doxis' Camp Site~

Doxis closed his telescope with anger as the black speck disappeared.

"I told you to get rid of them! What happened?" yelled Doxis.

"I- I sent our finest assassin after him s- sir!" replied a weak servant of Doxis.

"Do you see those beasts over there?" asked Doxis, "Tell our five finest warriors to ride them and chase after those others we just saw. Make sure they get a feast before they go. Got it? Good."

The servant then scrambled off to do as he was bid.