Traveling at a speed of Mach 3 was simply too fast; what might have required several days and nights of flight for a colossal dragon, Russell, riding on Sacred Unicorn Polly, needed only one day.
"Thank goodness, we didn't get lost." As soon as he felt an eerie, deathly force, Russell knew he had arrived at the Molten Fire Duchy.
The giant dragons had perished, the volcanoes extinguished.
The radiating power had begun to wane, hence within the borders of the Molten Fire Duchy, that protective strength for all life had died.
"It's hard to imagine that a giant dragon has just perished like this." Upon entering the Molten Fire Duchy's territory, Russell was filled with emotion.
He and Polly did not fly but instead strolled across the ice and snow.