The dragon landed on the now deserted mountains with Alexander and Isadora dressing up. Fortunately, all the witches had been annihilated so there was no fear of being seen by anyone.
"That was awesome," Alexander said slipping in his pants but Isadora only blushed at the comment. She had never done such a thing before though it felt so good to be completely filled by him. She quickly brushed the thought away and approached the already sad dragon.
"He might sleep forever I fear, and he's the last of his kind," Said Alexander buttoning his shirt now. "Think about it carefully."
"He can't stay with the humans. I can't afford to see everything go into flames would he run berserk." Alexander simply shrugged his shoulders at that.
Isadora telepathically instructed the dragon to walk into the cave, and though whining, the Whirlock reluctantly walked into the darkness, where it belonged.
