In the midst of the lively party, Mateo and his friends embarked on a quest to find Desina, their elusive friend, weaving through the throngs of people, their gazes darting around the hall in search of her familiar figure.
"I don’t think Desina is here," one of the guys gasped, his breath slightly labored from the effort of scanning the crowded room.
"Yeah, I haven’t seen her anywhere," another chimed in, his eyes sweeping the area as he spoke.
Meanwhile, Mateo found himself lost in his own thoughts, his mind consumed by memories of Zephyr.
A flashback transported him back to a pivotal moment in his past, to a time when he was just twelve years old and the world was filled with both wonder and danger. It was a time when dragons roamed the realm, and Mateo, along with his parents, navig
