Timothy and Gustav were more aware of their circumstances now, they knew that they were dealt a bad hand of cards. Not only did they partake in the tasks that they didn't want to do, but the city had sent them up that mountain as cannon fodder as well! The city's greater names hadn't expected the volunteers to kill Iron Claw the Wicked, no, they had simply been hoping that the dragon would kill the volunteers first, so they could spare as many guards as they could, though from the looks of it the guards hadn't been too important either.
Either way, it was a death sentence for most, because even though they had hoped for the volunteers to die, death came upon the platoon completely randomly, it didn’t pick favorites, as about a hundred people died today! The battle was cruel for everyone involved.
The people who could be considered lucky, were only a few, they survived the attack and could go home today, but those people were in the tens. The rest of the warriors who survived were stuck in a universe that they didn't want to be in, and they didn't know how to get back home, so it was fair to say that most of the platoon was fresh out of luck!
Tim was especially irritated that he was in a universe full of huge dragons, so he muttered. “Iron Claw is dead but we're stuck here, man, I can't get back to the church… We might have to fight more dragons too, Jesus! Well, that's both balls firmly kicked…”
The two friends were up in the sky, and they were hoping to avoid other dragons along the way. However, since they had a couple of friendly dragons at their disposal here, Tim wanted to ask for their help, and aside from that, he was also getting very curious about this universe, so he had plenty of questions to ask them.
“Bolivamus, are you listening to me?” He asked for the dragon's attention, “Do you know what universe we're in? Could this be your home? I never asked where the hell it was that you came from when you, and your friends swooped down and rescued us.”
Bolivamus Tal the Greater nodded violently in response, and he made a bunch of happy noises too. This confirmed it, this had to be his home!
“Ahh, so that's why you little bastards were so happy to be here. I understand.” Tim said, and now he managed to relax a bit more, because he knew that the dragonflies could help them in this universe one way or the other. “Do the dragons here kill goblins, Billy? Like, do they eat us regularly?”
Billy the dragon shook his head in disagreement, though he didn't want to move too much at this point, because they were in the sky, and couldn't afford to lose balance. His non-verbal answer was good enough, though, so Timothy was relieved.
“That's good, because the last thing I want is to fight some big ass dragon right now. The face off with that wyvern is as close as I want to get to these scaly bastards!” He thought.
Then, he gently inquired. “Okay, Billy. Since this is your home, can you help us find our friends? Is there any other hotspot where everyone else could've teleported at?”
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The dragons just looked at each other, and then in response, they started diving towards a lower altitude. They were gaining a great amount of speed in short seconds, so the goblins had to hold on to them, in hopes of not falling off! There was no room for panic, however, as Billy and Cathy seemed to know where they were going, and that was all that mattered.
“I should've asked them sooner,” Tim thought.
Anyway, they traveled for about a kilometer, and landed on a big, bell-shaped hill. Hills were apparently a hotspot for portals, because as soon as they landed there, they found another part of the platoon, well over a hundred people to be exact, and all the illusionists from the Floating Pupil sect were here as well!
Tim was very excited once he found them, and when he saw his friends within the large group afterwards, he was over the moon! Georgie the dragon, and the rest of the dragonflies were here as well. He was very happy that they were all alive, and went along to hug them, and he even hugged the dragons, as awkward as that may be! Then, they started talking with his friends about the situation that they were in.
“We're in the fucking dragon lands,” Tim said, “We just escaped a big dragon with wings!”
“A wyvern,” Gustav stubbornly corrected him, “Every dragon has wings, Timothy.”
“Potato potato! We have to get out of here!” He exclaimed.
In response, Arvena started sharing what she knew. “I'm afraid that getting in this universe is easier than getting out, I don't see a portal anywhere. This is the nano-universe of Mare Draconum, and yes it's full of dragons, exclusive to dragons, the library of Rempegana had a scroll about this universe, but I’ve barely read it. However, I know enough to understand that we're not supposed to be here, because the dragons will start hunting us down eventually!”
Ortana saw that the dragons were frowning the more Arvena spoke, which hinted that she was spot on about the matter. Upon seeing this, she started getting very nervous.
“If we start getting hunted down, I’m turning into a plant, no shame in it. Wait, my body is too complex now for me to shift back into a plant, so I'll just turn into a tree. I'll make like a tree, and… not bounce?” She thought.
Vocally, however, she expressed. “It's not like we came here willingly, they can continue eating sheep or whatever it is they eat here. Also, quit scaring the fleas off of us, but give us a solution here! Did you read anything about portals that'll get us back to Valporovus?”
Arvena did not have an answer, but as Georgie the dragon heard the word ‘portal’ several times, he rushed over, and laid down so Arvena could climb on his back, he was very energetic. This was very exciting, it gave the team some hope for a solution!
“Looks like Georgie knows where to find a portal,” She said, and then, they climbed on the rest of the dragons.
Having not bonded with any one of the dragonflies all that much, other than riding on Short Tail's back a couple of times, Ortana just hopped on Georgie's back instead, and held tight. She accidentally caressed Arvena's breasts a couple of times as she was looking for the best place to grab on to, but that was okay, it was all trial and error. They were in the air afterwards, and the rest of the dragonflies followed suit.
The illusionists from the Floating Pupil sect watched as the few volunteers took off on dragons, and they were not happy. They wanted to attack them at first, but had the infinite wisdom to resist their murderous, self-righteous temptations.
“They just left without us? How arrogant can they be to think that they can survive without us?” The illusionists mumbled variations of these questions over and over.