Chapter8: Flight to Ace

Armit felt skittish as he grew close to the Acean border. He felt like something was wrong. He also felt bad for what he had said to Temarn but he hoped that Temarn would understand the necessity of making himself look good and great in front of the dragonets that he was supposedly leading to safety. He hoped this all worked out so that he would not look like a fool. He hoped that somehow, his bonded, Jarvis would remember.

Flying close to him was Tia. Sabe had fallen alittle bit behind early tiring from the long fly. Tia was a strong and middle aged fighter. She could keep up with the best of them and was proving it by not even seeming tired. Looking back, Armit realized that most of his followers had fallen back some, he realized that pretty much everyone except Tia was tired. Armit turned his head slightly so that Tia could understand him.

“Tia, could you find a good place for the rest of our flock to rest. I think most of them are tiring of all this flying,” Armit asked. Tia merrily nodded and took off flying to find a good resting perch for them to wait the night over at.

Armit called a rest in a tree bellow while waiting for Tia to come back. Sabe came over and looked at him accusingly.

“How can you drive us like this? We can not keep up. We are not as well trained as you!” Sabe screeched at him and then went off to talk to her friends Tella and Raja.

Armit just shook his head and looked sad. Soon Rina, Hannah, and Don flew over close to his perch. From what Armit could tell, Rina, Hannah’s friend, liked Don a lot. He could also tell that because of this Hannah felt a little left out. Armit smiled at these three friends who had perched near him.

“We, we hear and smell the smoke of human’s nearby, it makes us jumpy,” Spoke up the quit Hannah. She shivered from the strange winds that blew in this area and made it cold. She felt chilled to the bone.

Armit noticed and brought her close to warm her but realized that she was burning hot. She burned with the fever of messed up magic. Magic that sometimes would come to one of them and kill them. It was the effects of the great disaster that aloud a little magic to escape into the world.

“You have the fever,” whispered Armit to Hannah.

“Yes, and right now I feel to weak to fly much more, but Armit! I feel an evil presence of an evil human nearby. With this evil one is a good one. This is the power that I, as a yellow one have,” whispered Hannah excitedly.

“And what of you,” asked Armit to Rina and Don.

“We do not feel people the way Hannah does. I am a magician’s bonded one and have done a spell of truth on Hannah. She speaks the truth,” Answered Don, his green scaled skin showed the sadness that he felt at the necessity to do this to a friend.

“I have no special powers. The only abilities that I have are that of a regular fighter and the ability to blend in with a desert setting. All I can tell you is that I trust Hannah with my life,” Rina said, a little sadness was in her words at the thought of her dying friend.

Armit looked at his sad numbers and decided that as soon as Tia got back that they would need to be moving forward.

Suddenly, Tia burst out infront of his perch, almost startling him off his perch.

“We must leave immediately! The dragons don’t like us for anything except food and they are coming for us! We must go back now!” Screeched Tia.

“Buuuubbbutt the hunters,” whispered Raja, one of Sabe’s friends.

“The hunters are better than the dragons,” Tia answered, “so fly!”

Armit took off away from the Acean border. He hoped the other s would follow. He heard three or four pairs of wings following behind him. At this point he did not care any more. All his instincts were focused on survival. He did not care what the others thought, dragons were worse than hunters.

When he thought about what he had just done, he did feel sad. He felt sad because the flight to Ace had failed. All that he could hope in now was that Temarn was correct and the people would come around. Armit went back to the country of Twos.