Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

Arthur just flew in the sky like he was born to do that! flying was like walking, waving his two big wings felt like moving his own legs on the ground, spontaneous and without thinking at all.

His speed wasn't that fast, perhaps he was afraid of going too fast and ended up losing control over his body. In a few minutes, he found himself above many mountains tops, with clouds forming its bases in front of his eyes. He didn't know where he was, but he could spot an open land at the distant horizon, so he started heading there.

He was so deep in the mountains, and he wished he would never come back ever again to this cursed place. access to that sacred place of the long lost academy was now lost like the academy itself, only he would know its location, and only he could do that if he flew in the dragon form.

Just as he was getting closer to the open lands, taking almost half an hour to do so, he suddenly started to feel exhausted. Controlling this huge new dragon body seemed quite taxing over his human body, and so he knew his form was about to end.

To minimize his exerted efforts, he started to spread his wings, gliding over the air, losing altitude slowly, yet steadily, until he finally exited the mountains range, entering the open wilderness.

At this stage, he couldn't control his body anymore, and his strength was already failing him, but he persisted. He had exited the mountains, but he was yet so high in the air. Crushing from this high altitude would be quite deadly, so he persisted and endured as long as he could handle.

He finally managed to reach a level where falling from it wouldn't cause huge damage to him, and then he let all his fatigue get control over his body, losing all the flying force that kept his balance, heavily crushing on the ground.

A deep pit was formed there from his crash. When he walked out from it, he was surprised to see his dragon form was slowly fading, and these thick black and red scales protected him from this fall, absorbing all the toll of it, leaving him unhurt.

He just waited for a couple of minutes, while his big dragon body started to shrink gradually, until his human body appeared again. He felt great weakness, so he leaned on a tree nearby, and let his body fall on the ground, with his back leaning on it.

"So, I can only maintain this form for half an hour, with a few minutes more or less," he muttered, as his mind never ceased calculating and observing every minute details of this new experience, "the main setback of this is the fatigue I'm feeling right now. that means if I'm not able to finish my enemy in my dragon form, I will die for sure after losing it."

This was the only weakness he had right now. He didn't delay and took out some meat to eat, while he started to calculate the amount of meat needed to restore his strength, and the time consumed at that.

After ten minutes, his strength was partly restored, however he needed one hour to fully restore his strength. He ate what was estimated to be half of a monster's meat, a great quantity indeed.

"I suppose increasing my human body's strength and endurance would reflect on this in the end," he muttered, while he stood up from his place. He gave that long lost academy's direction a last, farewell look before turning around and heading towards the forest.

He moved aimlessly for many hours, without meeting a single living, human or beast, until he found a distant village. The smoke coming from its direction made him sure there were a large number of people there, and so he headed towards that direction without any delay.

Night was about to fall, but he wasn't hurrying because he was afraid of walking here at night. He wasted a lot of time already, and he wanted to know where he was right now, and how much distance there was before reaching his clan base.

He had a bird wing already, but he couldn't contact Amelia, not until knowing his current location, so she could send a flying monster to pick him up.

Just as he approached the place of this village, he spotted many shades inside the village, which was surrounded by a wooden wall, with some sentry posts and four high scouting towers.

"What the hell is that?!" he muttered, not knowing where he ended up, but he felt some vigilance from seeing this village. it seemed it wasn't a place for villagers, but a place for warriors. "Are there any mages inside?" he murmured, as he didn't hold his steps, continuing to head towards this military camp.

"Halt there, who are you, and what's your business here? state the truth or we will attack you!"

He heard this loud sound coming from one of the high towers on the sides of the big wooden gate blocking his way in. The gate was simple, but there was a symbol engraved neatly on the two doors of it, a black raven symbol!

'This is the black raven clan camp! How the hell is there a camp for them here? where exactly I'm?' he thought to himself, but he didn't delay in responding to the mage who asked him, by shouting:

"I'm a rogue mage, wondering about this forest for weeks now. I have lost my way, have no food or water. Can I enter here and have some rest, please?"

He tried to sound more normal, acting like a rogue mage who was traveling alone.

"What bounty hunter guild are you following?" the mage suddenly asked, with more vigilance and some hostility to him.

"I have none for now," Arthur just shook his head, "I had lost any connection with the bounty hunter guild at black raven clan for weeks now, that's why I'm lost in the first place," he added, trying to use the incidence of Omgalden's leave as excuse.

"Oh, you are a fellow mage then," the mage's tone changed at once, "come, come inside, there is a lot happened in the real life that you don't know much about," he added, as Arthur heard some shouts from inside the camp, before the doors were widely opened in front of him.

He saw five mages, all carrying their swords, ready for fight at any time. He felt their strength, they weren't inferior to Amelia's strength, slightly weaker than Omgalden and the others.

These mages weren't easy cakes it seemed, however he didn't show them any hostility, in fact he smiled warmly to them as he walked to the inside of the camp. "Am I at the black raven clan now?" he asked, once he entered the camp, to find another two mages waiting for him.

The doors of this camp was closed tight, before one of the two spoke up and said:

"We aren't, we are at the borders with the golden lion clan, inside the territory of the white rabbit clan."