Serif, the world of Kevin's origin, only stopped rumbling when the dragon and the male were through the portal. On the other side of the portal was a desolate dying land. Kevin knew the procedure if he was going to get this done right. He wasn't going to see the queen until it was done. Dera floated in the air, armour covering her whole body and that of the royal on her back.
Kevin was dressed from top to bottom in azure armour that was said to be the strongest in his land. On his back, the Skewerer that had belonged to his ancestor rested with a light hum. The creature that had brought Serif, "How long have I been gone?"
"Barely a second, your majesty. However, when I noticed that was how long you were supposed to be gone, I panicked and had to come to pick you up before you stayed there for too long," the dragon replied.
