Aravis and Edmund were close to the Lone Islands. Edmund was asleep while Aravis kept watch. The sky was dark, maybe around 11 o'clock at night. Aravis looked down for a second and saw little orange lights that were starting to grow. They were fire catapults!

"Edmund! Watch out!" Aravis screamed.

Edmund woke up and pulled his gryphons to his right.

"What was that?" Edmund yelped.

"Fire catapults. There are more!" Aravis warned.

Edmund went down some more to get a better look at who was attacking them. It was the Beruna army!

"Aravis!" Edmund cried.

"Yes?"

"The Beruna army is heading to the Lone Islands. We need to get there stat!"

"Alright! Come on gryphons, you heard the man!"

The gryphons sped up their wings. The catapults were starting to grow farther away. Edmund looked down and saw their destination. As they landed, some people started to notice them.

"King Edmund and Princess Aravis?" the man whispered.

"Yes, we need you to get all your people into a large, safe room. You are about to be under attack!" Edmund commanded.

The man gasped and blew a horn except there was no sound. Aravis and Edmund looked at each other with confused looks on their face. The man looked back at the two and gave them the hand motion to follow him. He cleared away some branches to show a wooden door.

"Quickly…get in!" the man insisted.

Edmund and Aravis followed his orders and made haste. The man set the branches on the door again and went inside the tunnel. The tunnel wasn't long, it was safe though and that's all that mattered. Everyone in that kingdom was huddled up against each other. The man that led Edmund and Aravis in the tunnel raised his hand to hush everyone.

"We are under attack. That is the reason of the siren call," the man stated," King Edmund and Princess Aravis are here to explain why there are the attacks."

"Thank you…uh…I'm sorry but we never seemed to get your name," Aravis admitted.

"Rupert."

"Thank you Rupert. The Beruna army is here to take you all down. Calormen, the Beruna army, and the Wild Land of the North are teaming up to destroy Narnia, Archanland, the Lone Islands, the Seven Isles, and Terebinthia. They want to take our freedom away," Aravis explained.

"We need you all to sign this so we know that the Lone Islanders will be participating in the battle. Once the Beruna army leaves, we'll head back to Narnia. Any questions?" Edmund yelped.

The roof was shaking. Above them the Minotaurs, Cyclops, and bad giants were burning down the kingdom.

"Is there another exit?" Aravis asked.

"Over to your left. Why?" Rupert whispered.

"I'm going to fight them off. Who are your best warriors?"

"Julius, Nexing, and Bridget."

"Julius, Nexing, and Bridget! Come with me! Everyone else stay!" Aravis ordered.

"What about me?" Edmund cried.

"Just stay here and protect these people if they find the tunnel," Aravis answered.

The four warriors ran to the exit Rupert showed Aravis. Bridget opened it just a smidge and saw a Cyclops. She gasped and shut the door.

"What's wrong?" Nexing whispered.

"There's a Cyclops right in front of the door!"

"Do any of you know how to do archery?" Aravis asked.

They shook their heads.

"Great. Looks like I'll have to do it."

Aravis opened the door a little and shot at the Cyclops' ankle. The thing cried alarming the other hideous creatures. That was Aravis, Bridget, Nexing, and Julius' signal to attack. Julius sprang to the air and sliced a Minotaur. Nexing stabbed all the giants. Bridget manipulated the Cyclops' into killing each other. Aravis was amazed with this. Bridget was a mind controller.

"Whoa! Why didn't you tell me?" Aravis gasped.

"I wanted to see your expression. Looks like they're all dead. Let's get out of here and head to Narnia."

They went back into the tunnel. Edmund convinced everyone to sign the contract.

"Are they gone?" Edmund said.

"Yes. Let's get everyone to Narnia. Do you have a fast transport?" Aravis asked Rupert.

"Yes. Our dragons," Rupert whistled for the dragons. They had long necks and were in different shades of greens and blues. Aravis and Edmund still used their gryphons. They were now off to Narnia.