Two smokes, two shadows, two creatures pursued Fayroar with a broken wing and Beliks, who got out from under the body of the other dragon, so Beliks was the least injured. Dragons moved north from Hoogmeerfall.
The shadows entered Ermir through the Ansell portal. They changed shape, sometimes they looked like young elves in hoods, and sometimes like black smoke, which could take the form of a long line smoke stream, or become an oval clot of blackness.
Suddenly Beliks shouted, "I see the brothers!" He looked at Fayroar, who tried to walk faster, but couldn't.
Soon two more dragons flew up.
"Kansiftomonis, Wendalebirznaaks, you are alive!" Beliks shouted.
"Yes, after the battle between the false mother and the real one, we flew here," Kansif said.
"But why?" Beliks was surprised.
Two shadows watched and listened, they were close to the dragons, but the twilight and the trees hid them, although the fresh snow lying here, no one paid attention to the black smoke. Two shadows took the shape of the two hooded elves, one male and the other female.
"Beliks, our mother's sister easily sacrificed us, turning our brothers against us. That's why," Kansif replied.
"What choice did she have?" Beliks asked.
"I don't know," Kansif replied, "Wendale and I just decided to stay out of it, we don't want to fight with our brothers or the falsalvgudinas, or even real askaldenfirsts!"
"You can't even imagine who they are and who we are!" said the tired Fayroar, approaching them.
The hooded elves continued to watch and listen.
"Our mothers gave birth to us, but we were created by outlanders from another planet!" Fayroar said.
"You were badly hurt, brother," Wendale smiled, "otherwise, you wouldn't have come up with such nonsense!"
"It's true!" Beliks shouted and glared at Wendale, "One of the First was able to move Gaal to another planet!"
"One of the First? Are you serious? Did you talk with the barzandakor, are you sure? And the First move Gaal to… to another planet?" Kansif was surprised.
The hooded elves watched and listened, but suddenly they got bored, and they turned into streams of black smoke and headed towards the dragons, they instantly made holes in all the dragons. And dragons fell dead. Blood flowed from the wounds. Shadow-smokes becomes hooded elves.
"Lärtr shax labf ozr," said one elf to the other.
"Sister," the elf-male began, "let's speak in their lan-guage."
"I agree. We can con-quer this planet quickly."
"Very qui-ckly," the elf said, trying to adapt his pronunciation.
And the hooded elves again became smoke trickles and flew for a while, making holes in the dragons, so that the dragons gradually lost their body parts. A few minutes later, all that was left of the dragons were bones lying on the snow.