The blue dragon took the blast of fire fully, being completely unaware of a visitor. The blue beast lay sprawled in the snow which was turning red. Its fateful trip to Hell had finally begun.
Valux turned towards the white dragon before him. "Augor! I have found you, old friend."
"Valux! I am so glad you showed up when you did. And what happened to you, I haven't seen you in forever." said Augor, the white dragon.
"I was trapped by a powerful magic that Lord Doxis cast upon me. Well anyway, I see you have a younger one here. What's her name?" asked Valux.
"The little rascal's name is Eritha. An old friend bid me to take care of this one before he died. Her father it was. And I see you have a little one two. But he couldn't be human?"
"Oh yes, Yoozepode. He is, or should we say, was, a human. He- he..." The dragon was lost for words.
"I went through a transformation of anger. It overcame me and unleashed my true form of anger. I am still a human." Yoozepode corrected the black dragon.
And so Augor led the travelers to his cave in a mountain to discuss topics further in a comfortable place.
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