Pacific swam as fast she could, she could hear the other dragons as they were tailing behind her. Soon, she would run out of energy and they would catch her. No, they will not catch me. Not today, not tomorrow, not any day. She risked a look behind her. She stopped. They weren't following her anymore. She gasped through her gills. Then all at once five black dragons that would have to be Seawings wearing masks surrounded her. "A dragon born from rain and night. Cursed to bring the light. She will come and make things right. She will come and end the fight." Then, everything went black.