As the group soared through the sky on the dragonback, the wind howled past them, but none of them spoke. There was an unspoken understanding hanging in the air.
The closer they got to the Armstrong Duchy, the more oppressive the atmosphere became.
Jared sat near the edge of the dragon's saddle, his eyes distant. It was like his soul hadn't caught up with his body.
Jack occasionally glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Akira also noticed but chose to remain silent. Some wounds weren't meant to be touched just yet.
Nox, who was leading the flight, suddenly gave a signal, and the dragons began their descent toward a nearby cliff overlooking the duchy.
They landed smoothly.
"We'll go on foot from here," he said as he hopped down.
The others followed without question.
He proceeded to place the dragons inside his taming space.
