“And what does all this mean?” Hadjar inquired.
“We’re as baffled as you are,” Arteus replied with a shrug. “It might have something to do with the northern territories, or perhaps the first dragons to cross these lands. Speculation is all we have for now.”
“Well, that’s not important at the moment,” Hadjar remarked lightly. “What about the dwarf?”
The Foxes exchanged glances.
“I find it implausible, but...” the mage shrugged.
Arteus snapped his fingers, causing the lake within the illusion to roil. The dragon’s head exploded, and then something remarkable happened. The dragon gradually transformed until a man in icy armor emerged from the water.
With ease, the man lifted the dwarf onto his shoulder before turning toward the lake. Spells and Techniques flew at him, and Arnin ev
