An Imperial Soldier used a telescope to observe something far ahead on the back of a Silverwing. After confirming what it was, he put the telescope back away.
"Lord Magnius," he said a little loudly. "The North Country is in sight!"
There was no response at all from Magnius the Mighty to the words of one of his guards.
The emperor's cousin rode a Deathbeak that was twice the size of a Silverwing.
He was flying in the midst of the chilly night sky, but that didn't affect him that much. Magnius had a strong, muscular body that was always well-maintained.
Six Imperial Soldiers each riding a Silverwing escorted him. Three on his right and three on his left.
Deathbeak Dracael squawked once, then accelerated its flight, and was followed by the six Silverwings.
Before long, they had arrived in the North Country.
The seven dragons flew lower, lined up in such a way, passing over the residential neighborhoods so dashingly.
