Dracuoatlax stirred awake, idly gazing about as he registered the scenes around him. He was at Queen's Haven, on the beach. In the distance he could hear the wayport being activated. Lady Lana and her friends were off once more on their seemingly ceaseless quest to thwart Djaziim. It was likely they had decided their dragon-ally was in need of more rest. He did not know whether to feel insulted or honored for a moment, deciding on the latter in consideration of their strong sentiments for him.

“Yet, Lady Lana, to not consider me for the final battle against that fiend and his masters is something I cannot abide! I will fly to you at once and remedy the situation!” he said, heading over to look at the wayport. It still had the destination of Fivr'ang put in.

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Quickly, the great dragon tapped its crystal with one of his claws, activating it once more. The portal that opened up was his size, fortunately. He stepped through, and sniffed the area to catch their scent. They had gone up to the mountains in the west. Dracuoatlax let out a grin, and decided to leisurely walk to his destination. Mortals, after all, did so love their discussions.

“And when you have finished talking things through, I shall enter myself into your battle plans as I will -- so long as I can face that fiend Djaziim the Unholy one last time!” he declared, sensing victory was soon at hand on that count.