Charles held tight to Constantine’s back as he rode on the back of the massive brown dragon. He was keeping his eyes closed tightly, partly to focus on the spell that was keeping the group hidden and in part out of fear of being so high. Charles was happy that he had convinced his friend, Adrian, to come with them. Not only could he help with hiding the group, but he would also be invaluable when it came to dropping the incendiary devices on the way into Obsidian. Unlike Charles, Adrian was not afraid of heights.
He could feel Constantine’s dragon bank as it began to descend. Hesitantly, Charles opened his eyes to see they were at the edge of the territory claimed by Obsidian. When they touched down, Constantine’s dragon craned its neck to stare at Charles and snort in his face.
“Off!” t
