As Chiron and his slaves flew on the dragon's back towards the Forbidden Fog of Unbounded Demise, the landscape below them transformed into a desolate wasteland.
There were little to no people leaving in this parts, especially because of the raids from the Orc tribes that could happen at any time.
The fog loomed ahead, an impenetrable wall of mist that seemed to stretch endlessly upwards, reaching the very heavens.
It was an eerie sight, the dense fog swirling and churning as if alive, obscuring everything beyond it and creating a sense of an entirely separate world lying within.
And then came the attack. It was a massive ball of ice, and the fire Dragon maneuvered, barely dodging the attack in the air.
As they drew closer, Chiron noticed two massive dragons in front of the fog, their forms becoming clearer against the backdrop of the mist.
These dragons were gargantuan, dwarfing Chiron's own dragon in size and presence.
