Reshiram dropped through the hole and landed back in the Sanctuary. Her whole body hurt. Most of her wounds were relatively superficial and would heal in a couple days once the arrows her removed. The one in her tail, however, was problematic. The network of crisscrossing energy lines in her tail was so complex that the damage to it couldn't be healed by a Heal Pulse. The stress her out-of-control inner flame had put on it for so many years, coupled with continuing to fight after it was damaged would no doubt lengthen her healing time. She would probably be unable to fight for the better part of a year while her body healed itself.
She would prefer to do her healing in her father's Hall, but she also didn't particularly want her family, especially her brothers, to see her in this state, so the Sanctuary would have to suffice. The Sanctuary that was how completely empty, she realized. The dragons would not return to a place where their young had been put in danger.
But one of them did. Flygon flew out of one of the upper caves and landed in front of her.
"My lady," he said, bowing deeply.
"I told you to leave."
"I couldn't just abandon you after everything you've done."
"Flygon…"
"Are you all right, my lady?"
"I will recover. It may take quite some time though."
"I will be here for whatever you need of me. My mate may need some convincing, but I can think of no better place for her to lay her eggs."
"You do not have to do this, Flygon. Just say the word, and I will release you from your oath to me."
"And where would I go if you did? Thanks to you, my children, and certainly their children, will not have to live in fear. It would be my honor to continue in your service."
"Then spread the word. Despite what has happened, the Dragon Sanctuary is still a safe place."
AN: I know this is really short, but I wanted to write an epilogue, and I wanted to upload it separately.