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Nasuada, of course, was the first person to think of a plan. A plan to save their dear Eragon. She gathered Orik, Arya and Angela. Naturally, Saphira had already gone looking for Eragon, but hadn't found a scent. Nasuada asked Islanzadi to help send Saphira an urgent message telling her to come back, which she surprisingly agreed to do.

So there they were, sitting in Nasuada's tent. Nasuada pulled out a map of Alagaesia and started thinking out loud:
"He's not gonna be held in DuWeldenvarden, obviously, so it's probably the Hadarac Desert or Beor Mountains. But the Beor Mountains are inhabited by dwarves and Galbatorix doesn't have forces there. This leaves the Hadarac Desert." She pointed to the center of the Hadarac. "It would be perfect! There's a maximum security jail cell… one of the only cells in all of Alagaesia powerful enough to hold a DragonRider."
"Yeah? So what? So… you found out where Eragon MIGHT be held. And that's just… hm… that just gets him saved! Oh why hadn't I thought of that?" Arya was unusually sarcastic, critical and moody. Nasuada, Orik and even Saphira turned to stare at her, and she bowed her head. She didn't apologize, but took a step back.
'It's Nasuada. She's not done talking.' Orik thought.
"We'll fly by dragonback to the Hadarac." She continued. "A soldier of the Varden had once been held at this jail and escaped. He has informed us there are 3 ways this jail is protected, each of us will take care of one way of protection. One is guards." She held up a map of the jail cell and traced her finger around the building. "They patrol the building at all times. I'll take care of that." She lifted her handy bow and arrow. "And no, Angela, don't doubt that I'm capable of this task."
Angela, who had been suspiciously quiet for all this time, raised her hand. "Yeah… before you make this epic plan of yours, think. You're the awesome killery leader of the Varden, and Orik' the superninja dwarf king. So… It's not exactly like you guys can just take a leave. And Arya… you really think your mom will let you go on some big journey to save Eragon? You're still the elven ambassador." She pulled out Tinkerdeath. "That leaves me. And, well, Saphira."
Orik and Nasuada looked annoyed, but knew Angela had a point. Arya looked more than annoyed, though; she looked completely furious, or at least as furious as an elf could look. "I cannot leave you to risk your life for Eragon alone, Angela."
"Or you just don't want to get left behind…" Angela muttered. Arya overheard with her elf ears. As much as she was annoyed by Angela, she knew Angela was powerful and they needed her to help free Eragon. "Angela, you don't have the authority to tell me what to do… and I'm not an enemy you want to make."
Angela wouldn't give up. "Do you know how furious your mother would be?"
"I am clear on the consequences of my decisions, yes."
Angela shook her head. "Well, it's your neck."

In about 2 hours, Angela and Arya had packed all their supplies and left by dragonback to go save Eragon. Arya hadn't even told her mother she was leaving: when Angela asked Arya if she was sure about her choice, she got a steely look in her eyes and said, "Yes. It's Eragon." This had caused Angela to mutter, "Yeah. Your whole life's about Eragon," which had caused Arya to say, "What?!"
They arrived at the jail cell in the Hadarac the next day; Saphira was flying as fast as she could and didn't pause to rest the entire time. When Angela and Arya had tried talking to her, Saphira just ignored them and kept flying. She seemed out of breath and completely exhausted, though.
Anglea unsheathed Tinkerdeath and Arya pulled out her long elven blade. All it took was for Angela to raise her hands to silence all the soldiers so they couldn't scream or communicate to each other. Then Angela and Arya combined their powers to kill the weak human troops.
Neither one of them were pleased. "It shouldn't be this easy," Arya whispered. Angela nodded. They continued to proceed into the building, slowly, carefully and quietly. The building was old and strange; the walls were painted a midnight blue and decorated with beautiful patterns in gold and red. They continued on down the hallway until they saw a door. Arya quietly opened it and saw an empty room with another door on the other side. Arya cautiously stepped in… and… she wasn't there any more.

I know it wasn't a good chapter. Anyways Read and Review thanks! :D