Many people might have asked the same question if they had dared.
One was a royal magic caster, and the other was a shadowy dark magic caster. They were both very powerful, and clearly regarded each other as enemies. But, Amy didn't seem to care.
Krassu and Urien were taken aback, but strangely, they didn't reject her right away. They exchanged a long look.
20 years ago, the elven girl had said the same thing. After that, they had fought for almost a year, but neither had given up. Then, she had got taken away before one could get the better of the other.
It was one of their most bitter regrets, though they didn't say it. They had had to watch helplessly as they took her away.
"It's a good idea, isn't it? I'll be able to fly and summon a dragon. I'll be very powerful!" she said happily, clapping her hands.
"You don't need a dragon. You'll be able to kill dragons with your staff, or a fireball if you prefer," Krassu pointed out.
