One week later:
POV ???:
A carriage was bouncing up and down, rolling down the rough mud road with a speed of a sportscar. Its whole structure was enchanted, and its horses were draconified. Their bodies were covered in hard volcanic stone, their eyes glowing in a dim golden light. The draconic energy burned within them, giving them force and speed far beyond their size.
More carriages followed behind, all of them moving down a valley with tall cliffs on both sides.
"Where do you think we are going?" A young man looked away from the window, his gaze sweeping through the carriage's interior, noticing the weird passengers of the carriage. His eyes stopped at a richly dressed nobleman and a bulky blacksmith covered in soot sitting next to him.
'Nobles, workers and even merchants like me... what do we have in common.' his eyes moved towards an immortal cultist in brown, 'they are even some cultists travelling with us.'
