The first thing Realm Lord did was send Asmodeus and Baelgor back home that they missed for so long and their families they are ancestors to one of the strongest factions of dragons in his realm and they deserve to meet them again.
The Realm Lord sat in the captain's seat of the pirate ship, watching the swirling mass of colors and stars warp and twist outside the viewports. The Nebula was unlike anything he'd ever seen—a kaleidoscope of cosmic dust, wild energy, and time distortions that danced and stretched into the black void.
"Ready to dive?" asked Drakken, the lead dragon, his voice rumbling through the ship's magical comms system. The ancient fire dragon floated alongside the ship in his massive, ethereal form, wings of flame spread wide as his piercing eyes gazed into the unknown.
