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"Wow..." Justin said.

"Incredible, isn't it?" King Andrew asked.

"We came here thinking this place was inhabited!" Samus exclaimed.

"So did the MUM," King Andrew added.

"That doesn't exactly explain why this place was never actually discovered," Paff commented. "Wouldn't planes see it, or something?"

"They would," King Andrew started. "If Ainran wasn't covered in tundras, and Untylvania covered in clouds I'm sure we'd be spotted. Not to mention the cloaking technology the MUM brought with them here. They want this land all to themselves, and that's it. I'm sure once they have control, the dwarfs would be gone, too."

"Probably," Justin said.

"So..." Yvon started. "Is Retoxamni losing this war?"

"No, Noraz is," King Andrew answered. "We're in the middle. Like I said, Zion countered their loses with winnings. Because of that, we are second to last in this battle."

"Do all of your Riders live here?" Paff asked.

"All but one," King Andrew answered. "My cousin Ayanna lives in Tram. It's a city in the Gorge Mountains; in the Carsivall region."

"Wouldn't she be attacked?" Justin asked.

"Remember when I said that some of the camps that our Riders built early in the war are still around?Tram is one of them. The MUM probably doesn't know it's there, or they don't care about it. They're more focussed on the superior urban areas. Chicoga and Katrina are southern from here, and they're really important to the MUM's financial situations. Yendys is their capital, and Derka has their own Senate. The mountains are nothing to them."

"So, other than her, every Rider you know lives here?" Yvon asked.

"Yes!" King Andrew exclaimed as an answer. "And this is a perfect time of day to be here! Every dragon besides Oyttra is here. It's not that late. If you're curious, you can go meet everyone."

"Now?" Samus asked.

"Why not? You saved my daughter's life! And until she gets here, you'll be respected by everybody! Why don't you just walk around... I need to talk with-"

"SIRE!" there was a scream from the back of the room. A tall, blonde, chubby man cam browling from the back hall. He had a rifle, knife, pistol, hard-chain necklace, taser, and packs of bullets on his belt. The teenagers gasped; they thought he was a terrorist or something.

"Matthew!" King Andrew exclaimed. "Where the hell have you been?"

"I'm sorry, your highness," the man named Matthew panted. "I... I wanted to check on Rezmèra..."

"Oh, I'm sorry," King Andrew said suddenly. "I forgot all about that... All this talk of the war must've made me forget all about what has happened."

"That's alright, your highness," Matthew bowed. "I did talk to her for a while."

"Well, no big deal," King Andrew waved it off. "Do you have any reports?"

"No major ones, sire," Matthew answer. "Although I'm going to need more supplies."

"What?" King Andrew boomed. "I just gave them more two days ago!"

"I'm sorry, your highness," Matthew quivered. "But... it's frustrating. Everytime they take camp a dominet sweeps over them and destroys everything."

King Andrew groaned, "Fine. Don't let it happen again."

"I'll try," Matthew said.

"Um, sire?" Justin started.

"Yes?" King Andrew looked at him.

"What's a dominet?"

"A dominet," Matthew started. "It a flash bang of wind that can dissipate in seconds. They occur all over Noraz, Zion, Retoxamni and Carsivall as a result of the climate shifts in Ainran and Untylvania. They can reach incredible speeds in but a minute, but can dissapear as soon as they appear."

The teenagers remembered; they had been caught in a dominet once.

"Any other questions?" King Andrew asked. He got off his throne, and walked towards the five.

The teenagers shook their heads.

"Matthew," King Andrew started. "You're not going to be able to leave for a day or two. For now, why don't you show these four around? Introduce them to people and some dragons. I'll call them back when my daughter arrives."

"Yes, sire," Matthew bowed, and motioned the teenagers to follow. They made bows, also, and followed him.

"I'll see you later, children," King Andrew called.