Dust woke the next day still on the prison spire, still fully trapped however he noticed his set of back wings were free and he could move them, seconds after noticing this he heard a loud hissing coming from below him looking down he saw the arena, the seats now full, and a strange dragon. This dragon had the body of a Skywing but it's scales were copper (he assumed this was strange because all of the others were red or orange) and it seemed to glow and smoke.
"Never seen the freak before?" Said a female voice from his left.
"Who are you?" questioned Dust. The dragon looked like Tsunami so he assumed she was a seawing.
"angler, at your service." Answered the seawing.
"angler? Like the fish?"
"Yeah, my parents adored them so they named me angler."
"Strange fish to adore."
"they were assassins."
"Oh... Fair enough and no I've never seen that dragon before."
"they're called peril They were born with too much fire, They burn anything they touch."
"overkill."
"now watch, if you want to have any chance against it."
And watch he did, he watched another sandwing burn alive just by touching peril.
"bloody hell. That thing, why is it alive?" whispered Dust.
"It's Scarlet's toy killer, plus no one can touch the thing." Angler hissed.
"I've had enough of watching dragons die, I'm just gonna sleep." mumbled Dust.
"that is a really bad idea, if you have to fight they will just chuck you into the arena from here." Warned Angler.
"I really don't care."
"Well its your funeral."
And with that Dust fell into a sort of half sleep trance. Were a dragon appeared In front of him it looked like none of the tribes he knew of, it was an icy blue with a spiked tail and spikes on its neck. Then it started speaking
"Hello Luke, I have been waiting to speak to you, you were brought to this world for a reason there is a threat to this world that would effect earth and pyrrhia, if it comes around. Luke, do you believe in the underworld?" the voice said
"Who are you." Demanded Dust
"All that in time. Did you know there is a human and dragon underworld?"
"no."
"Well there is, they are separate but they effect eachother. Due to events in this arena and on earth, the barriers are becoming weak, if they break, the souls will all escape, pyrrhia would be destroyed by old wars and so would earth, but the spirits wouldn't die. If they escape an enteral war would begin, killing all life in both worlds, there is already a team working on stopping the human underworld barrier from breaking, but you need to save pyrrhia, if the spirits get out here the human barrier will break."
"And you are just gonna lay all of this on me at once?" asked Dust "wait, was it you who brought me here?"
"Yes, and i gave you your memory's, you can fly and move your tail, yes?"
"Yes."
"it was me who gave up my own knowledge on how to fly and move my tail so you can. Now you will wake up, try not to jump off your platform or piss her off."
"what? Who is she?" Dust demanded but the dragon was fading and he was waking up.
As he woke he felt unnaturally hot, and there was a strange light behind him, as he turned he realised who it was. He found himself face to face with peril.
"Who are you?" Dust asked pretended not to know who she was.
"im peril... Would you do what the sandwing did a few days ago?" she asked.
"I got here yesterday."
"When he was put in the arena against me he just stabbed himself with his tail. Would you do that?"
"Gods no, when I die I want to be in a fight not killed by poison."
"Good, do you know about the other dragons that came in with you?"
"what about them?"
"Tribes?"
"A Mudwing, Seawing, Nightwing, rainwing and a sandwing."
"Ok, I'm going to go now."
"Ok."
And he went back to sleep.
AN:
Another chapter, also im aware I wrote peril really badly, I don't do well with characters like her. Also boom reason why he can move his wings /tail. For description sake the ice wing is a dark blue colour with ice marking in his scales, his wings and tail just drag, as he gave up his memory's of how to move them to Dust. That is all I have to say. I'm out.