On the back of Drakkias, Nathan flew toward Tenebria with desperate urgency, pushing his dragon to maximum speed without concern for anything except arriving as quickly as physically possible.
He had received an urgent mental message from Medea through their magical connection just as he'd departed from the hidden island sanctuary. The communication had been brief but critical: Helen was going into labor.
Nathan had immediately prompted Drakkias to fly at absolute full speed toward the Tenebrian capital, the dragon responding instantly to his master's urgent command. Drakkias's massive wings beat with tremendous power, propelling them through the air faster than they'd ever traveled before, the landscape blurring beneath them into indistinct streaks of color.
