The next morning, we left for the elven forest. Lyle and Dayanara insisted on coming with us. The dragons weren’t ready to leave yet and would need another day. There was no point sitting around and doing nothing, and Dayanara thought her powers might be helpful.

            The world spun below—a blur of green valleys and the jagged blue teeth of rivers—while Squall's dragon wings cut huge swaths of shadow over the earth. I ...