Eragon stood before the portal, looking back at Saphira. He would miss her and her guidance in the other world the Eldunari were sending him to. He wasn't even sure what he would find there, and he would be alone.
Go. You must find him. Only he can balance out the power of Galbatorix.
Eragon nodded. He took one final look at Saphira, straight into her unblinking eyes.
Go, young one. For Alagaesia.
Eragon then looked forwards, and took three steps forwards. He was swallowed into blinding light, and he was gone from Doru Araeba.

A woman was lying on the side of a building with her eyes closed. Her arms were crossed and she was breathing slowly, in deep thought.
It was midnight, and everything was quiet. The stars painted the sky, and the clouds slowly drifted. She could hear a single bird chirping, and she listened intently. It suddenly stopped and all was silent again.
Then she heard footsteps and a hushed conversation, and then a clunk. Then a door opened, and so did her eyes. She stood, and walked over to the other side of the building she leant on, and opened an old wooden door. She stepped inside silently, trying not to wake the person within.
"Jenny?" a voice called out. The woman sighed and called back.
"Did I wake you, Agatka?"
"No."
"Good. Now go back to sleep."
"Why?" Agatka asked.
"Please just trust me on this, okay?" She replied.
"Okay. Goodnight!"
Jenny then tried to be as quiet as she could, walking on the wooden floor as Agatka sang quietly about a lighthouse.
Jenny went into a seperate room lined with books and picked out an old, leather-backed one. She opened it to a page she had been turning to for ages and ages, trying to master the spell within. Although this night she had learnt it. She could finally be rid of the book. She had what she needed.
A door slammed open and the quiet singing stopped, to be replaced with a scream that was quickly muffled. She ran towards the door and pulled it open. She was met with a sword.
"We are arresting you for witchcraft. Come with us quietly or we will kill your friend."
Jenny was filled with an anger at the sight of a sword at her friend's throat. She said with a quiet, powerful intensity,
"Let. Her. Go."
"No."
Her eyes then glowed for a second and the guard's swords turned into a bunch of flowers. She waved her arm and they slammed into the wall, knocked out but not dead.
"Jenny?" A scared voice said. "What's going on?"
"I have to leave, Agatka." Jenny replied. "But I need to give you something first."
She held her hand above Agatka's head and spoke an incantation. Agatka's vision sharpened and cleared, and she could see her friend for the first time. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands.
"You have-"
"I know. I will be back, I promise." Jenny gave her friend one last hug, and ran outside.
Only to be met with all the guards in Camelot.