After making an agreement with the Wuba Tribe Leader, Raylo didn't stay long in the Giant Tribe.
He had accomplished the goal of his trip—and even exceeded his expectations. Now, he needed to return to Black Stone Territory at once to prepare for the arrival of more than a hundred Giants.
In the small square of Black Stone Castle, space began to ripple like a calm lake disturbed by a thrown stone.
A rift tore open out of thin air. Raylo and Marlin stepped out from it, landing steadily on the solid ground.
Behind them, the menacing spatial rift closed without a sound, leaving only a faint silver halo in its wake.
The Knights patrolling the square respectfully stopped and saluted their Lord with a hand to their chest.
ROAR!
Sun, perched on Raylo's shoulder, stretched lazily and took a leap.
In mid-air, its orange fur receded like a tide, replaced by dazzling golden Dragon Scales.
