SWNOVELS Chapter 9: Daervar and Erbalar
As soon as the portal closed, the magical prison cage disappeared. Minor injuries on the bodies of the white and light pink dragon with blue stripes looked like gray-brown spots.
Kaartarnar is a planet where only volcanoes remained, and ash-gray smog prevailed in the atmosphere. Orange bright lakes could be seen between alternating mountains of almost black color with volcanic mountains, from which orange lava flowed out, creating beautiful luminous streams. The soil was maroon, with occasional visible cracks.
“Are you all right, brother?” Erbalar asked Daervar. They were looking around, intending to take off.
“Yes, that’s the planet where Gaal is?”
“That’s right, I remember when I fell on a house in the northern city, I was very tired from the pursuit of miralfaran, Ansell opened a portal, Gaal was distracted by Chekwan and Chekwan took him here.”
“The air is dry and hot. It’s warmer here than on Malderfir, but it’s dry here, the humidity of Malderfir is unbearable to me, it’s not a bad planet,” Daervar said, looking around and flapping his wings, he took off. Erbalar followed his example.
They flew high into a cloud of ashy smog.
“We have to fly even higher,” Daervar suggested.
“Why? We won’t see anything,” Erbalar wondered.
“We don’t need to look down,” Daervar said, “we need to see if there are other planets nearby.”
“Have you lost your mind, brother?” Erbalar understood Daervar’s intention. “We are not Gaal!”
“Well, brother, we won’t fly to the star, but we will fly to the planet!” and Daervar cast a spell similar to the one Gaal had cast before he was reborn, when he was still flying to Iglara. It was a spell of magical armor that allowed dragons to fly in space. Erbalar cast a similar spell. Dragons had the ability to use magic, but their magic was very complex, peculiar, almost always limited to the school of protection and resurrection. But their protective spells allowed them to be in outer space and perform life-sustaining functions, but if such spells were used in the atmosphere during a battle with the enemy, there was a chance to increase the effectiveness of the enemy’s fire...
“Don’t worry, Erbalar, and think about why my decision is reasonable,” Daervar reassured the white dragon. “You said that Gaal pursued you, and you were exhausted and fell into the house from fatigue. Now miralfaran is on this fiery planet where there is no food, but these smokes, these disgusting greyskuggies live. Imagine what would have happened if we had stayed down there flying among the volcanoes?” Daervar was slowly flying up, heavily flapping his wings, overcoming gravity, Erbalar was nearby, their magical armor reliably protected them. “We would have just been killed by Gaal or by the greyskuggies!”
“Sound reasoning, brother,” Erbalar agreed.
They were able to escape from the gray-ash smog. The sky appeared before them, dotted with stars and various nebulae. In some places the nebulae glowed white, while in others it was dirty yellow.
“Look!” Daervar said, turning around, and Erbalar turned, supporting his body in flight. They saw a small satellite planet that was clearly orbiting Kaartarnar. “Gaal, they say, quickly reached Iglara, and this satellite is closer than Iglara was.”
The single star illuminating Kaartarnar seemed dim, but it gave enough light to illuminate the planet’s ashy atmosphere. The satellite, on the other hand, looked bluish green and, due to being in orbit, was obviously closer to the star at certain times.
“Perhaps there is life there,” said Erbalar.
“And where there is life, there is food. Our kind may not eat for a long time, but even we are running out of strength,” his brother agreed.
And so the dragons flew to the satellite.