the cliff overlooked a valley and was 80 metres high, very difficult to access and very steep.

The dense vegetation concealed the very presence of the cave entrance from the ground.

My two sisters had the eye to find a place to hide.

Now that the tension is easing a little, I would like to take this opportunity to take a look at the situation and my condition.

Ancalagon asked me: did you sleep well?

We're going to set up the den a little bit here. There is no one there, except a remote village a little further south. I also spotted lakes and large ponds as well as a river that feeds them and swamps a little further west.

I was afraid. I couldn't get used to the idea that I was now a dragon. I felt like I was in a fighter plane and I was looking for the ejector seat.

I didn't dare look them in the face, they scared me so much, then I looked at their bodies covered with wounds and arrows embedded everywhere!

They were recent.

Me: "You have lots of arrows! When did you get this?"

Ancalagon: "Looking for you!"

Me:" Sorry!"

Ancalagon: "You can't do anything about it!!"

So I said to him, "Come on, I'll take them away from you!"

There were about fifty of them and she was shaking in pain. The wounds started to bleed and it didn't stop!

Ancalagon: "I lose a lot of blood but it's not black blood so it will close in a few days..."

I had to do something.

I imagined that the wounds would close on contact with my paw and I prayed at the same time. I was doing like role-playing. I applied the rules as if I was in a game and transferred mana.

What I didn't know was that I had access to magic but the world didn't know magic or no longer did. She had disappeared with the other dead dragons and these two creatures had not learned anything, orphans far too early!

To my great surprise, the wounds had closed and beautiful new scales were replacing the gaping holes.

I did the same on the cuts and scars and they disappeared like dirt that was removed with a washcloth.

I had recreated minor care without knowing it.

Ancalagon couldn't believe it and covered me with kisses!

"Thank you, I don't know how you did it, but I feel a thousand times better! Look, all my wing holes are filled in! You gave me back my beauty! Thank you Amphisbaene.

I know your name is Marcus, but it's too human and I hate humans. They persecuted us and slaughtered our whole family. I'm starting to like the real you rather than the image of my missing brother, but give us some time if you don't mind.

I did the same for Leucareuth. Then with renewed energy they dug and cleared the cave.

A central nest was made to hold three people and the gravel and rock were removed with our large claws to make a fire well. We also cleared some screes to free an exit from the back and fell on a small stream of water that could fill a tank to quench our thirst.

A hole was also made to store live food and an alcove to store dry wood.

Branches and dead wood were gathered around them and stored to keep them dry in the cave.

The top of the cave was dry and our "entrance" was the upper access.

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At ground level, there was the lower access, dangerous because humans could access it from behind and sneak up on us.

I had the idea of putting a big rock to block the entrance and if we had to run away, we would just have to roll the block and run away.

The surrounding trees that could be used as hiding places and space for archers were torn down.

Then my older sister explained to me how to blow fire but it was freezing fire that came out. She slammed her teeth in the cold and said "stop! You must think of the flames of hell"

And a little breath of fire came out of my throat and it was a strange feeling.

Sparks lit the icy jet as if LPG were lit at minus 50°C and BANG!

The gases came out under pressure and like a military flame lance, the pile of logs was quickly transformed into a burning pyre.

The cave warmed up quickly and in a few minutes the atmosphere warmed up and it was nice.

I had a small shelter and 2 purring dragons next to me.

They kissed me and we looked at each other through the flames of the fire pit.

The flames were now going to warm the rocks. I took pictures and recharged my smartphone.

In Chassepierre, my parents cried at the hotel. A man in his sixties, graying, entered the living room and sat in front of them.

Mr. Corentin?

- My name is Procyon. I am an astrophysicist but also mandated by the Ministry of Research and Development of our country.

Your drama is terrible and defies all logic.

But it is an established fact. Your son has come across an anomaly and is here but in the early Middle Ages.

But your problem concerns us all and poses a threat to humanity as a whole.

Francis: "How does my son threaten humanity? That he was turned into a scaly beast? He must already be suffering enough as it is to be a threat."

Procyon: "You are mistaken. It is not because he has become a dragon, but it is today's knowledge and technology that would fall into the wrong hands a thousand years too soon.

Imagine the dynamite invented a thousand years ago or too many dead? Their descendants would no longer exist and part of the population would gradually disappear.

Simone: I don't agree with you, Professor! The past is already past!.. He's my son and I can feel it!"

Procyon: "So why doesn't he come and find us here right now?"

Simon: "Because I am his mother and I feel that he is alive! That he's here, asleep or hiding somewhere and we're going to find each other."

Procyon: "Thank you, Madam, you have just opened my eyes. Maybe the dragons are wintering somewhere... to cross time..."

The professor and his team set up a unique scientific base here in ChassePierre. A dimensional transmitter and receiver. Special computers were installed and the GSM signal was amplified in a directional way with a spiral tube and an antenna specially adjusted to the mobile phone's transmission frequency was installed.

The work was extremely expensive but fast. It was a unique opportunity to explore the past.

They tested an electromagnetic magnifying glass to try to see through the darkness [https://img.wattpad.com/f1b6f93c773617cba484c4595c5761d4e774625c/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f33334a454c4663477465657533513d3d2d3738393333303338342e313563386632636536666633626431363233393432303436323031312e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

They tested an electromagnetic magnifying glass to try to see through the darkness. Now it was time to pray to try.

François and Simone wondered where all this obsolete equipment came from when they visited the entrance to the cave, which was transformed into a huge laboratory in 3-4 days.

Procyon: "It's Cold War material, but the sensors and equipment were part of the failed Manhattan project, which I took over. He was an aligner for a teleportation system. The experiment resulted in the crew merging with the structure.

The project manager having disappeared with the ship, I picked up the aligners to try to locate and keep in touch with your son [https://img.wattpad.com/6b33ecc1cd479e8b85d36b9179a3786ada1e2e91/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f35476d75494536645a3931574e413d3d2d3738393333303338342e313563386632643932383562346337343535313935373335323833322e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]

The project manager having disappeared with the ship, I picked up the aligners to try to locate and keep in touch with your son.

My team includes historians specialising in the Middle Ages and everything that has been digitised can be found here. We will at least try to keep him alive and warn him of potential dangers and finally try to bring him back alive here and now!

Simone squeezed the Professor while sobbing.

Thank you for all you have done for us.

Procyon: No one has gone as far as we have in this area. The results will be shared to have the best chance of helping them.

We're also going to amplify the signal and try to send it material but I'm afraid it's not possible but we'll try.

Mom and Dad's eyes began to hope, but another problem arose: If by a miracle I came back... But as a dragon????? How could they make us live with them? A problem never happens alone.

When everything was set up, the teacher turned on all the equipment and hundreds of lights lit up like Christmas lights.

Mom asked what were all these psychics for?

The Professor explained that" All components were coated with Barium zirconate, a paramagnetic power source and that the equipment operated at 48V and that modern devices operated with 5V or 3V and that they were sensitive to leakage currents and electromagnetic inductive waves and would fry with the probe.

In addition, magnetic tapes receive raw data without filtration and their bandwidth was larger than digital systems. Only this equipment can operate in such an electromagnetic atmosphere. Basically the room will become a large microwave oven, the tunnel, a magnetron and a cyclotron in each other and everything modern will fry there. The equipment here is extremely strong.