*Saoirse*

Axureon’s face was triumphant but also a little devastated as he stood tall and mighty before the battlefield. I felt small as I gazed up at him, uncertain if I was looking at the dragon I had come to know. It appeared to be a younger Axureon. Instead of his royal robes, he was wearing battle armor.

I dared to glance around at the battle raging around me. We were clearly still in the dragon realm, with its darker sky and towering mountains in the background. ...