The wind roared around them as Alister soared through the night sky, perched on Mar'Garet's massive dragon head. Her scales shimmered under the moonlight.
He turned his gaze to Terra, who flew on his right.
"Terra," Alister called, "can you spot anything peculiar?"
Terra narrowed her blue eyes, her pupils contracting to sharp slits as she scanned the terrain far below.
Her sharp vision pierced through the gloom like a blade. After a moment, she spoke.
"I see what looks like ruins… no, from most of the compact structures, it was most likely inhabited before. From what I can make out… it looks like an abandoned dragon city, a few hundred meters ahead. It's partially collapsed, but it stands out against the rest of the landscape."
'Finally, the first thing we've found that could point to the existence of Dragon Kin in the Wastelands.'
'Seems Terra's suggestion was the best after all.'
