Garble and Gilda passed through the border of the Dragon Lands via the ocean path. Their attention was brought to full upon seeing massive storm clouds just beyond the lands, going into the borders of the Kirins. This troubled Garble greater than the warning he received as he feared it might be connected.
The two narrowed their wings at the sight of the great dragon lord flying overhead, in their direction. He crotched onto the nearest high mountain and waited for their arrival. They softly landed under his massive shadow and bowed. "Lord Torch!" Garble was the first to answer. "You summoned me?"
Torch raised an eyebrow and turned his head around to explore the area. "No..." He grumbled in annoyance. "I was summoned too." He sighed. "I don't have time for this nonsense."
"It's not nonsense." Princess Ember landed next to him, holding up the dragon scepter. "Father, I'm the one that called you both here-" She stopped at the sight of Gilda. "Though, I never asked Garble to bring a griffin."
"Right back at you!" Gilda hissed. "I came for the fun."
"Well, this is a private meeting!" Ember growled. "Between the Dragon Lord, his most trusted warrior, and his daughter."
"So, you aren't strong!" Gilda winked and jabbed Garble into laughing with her.
"That's not what I said at all Gallus." Ember inadvertently called out the wrong name.
"The name is Gilda!" she crowed back. "Gallus is my punk brother!"
"Gilda, Gallus, Grover, Guts, Gustane!" Ember rolled her eyes and ignored the unwanted presence. "All start with the letter G." She turned her attention to the problem at hand.
Gilda refused, rushing over in the dragon's face. "Are you getting racist up in my face?"
"You're the one in my face, Grinch!" Ember pushed back.
Torch stomped loudly, breaking the two apart. "Banter can wait!" He stepped in front of his daughter. "You can't just waste your mother's call! Tell us why we are out here." His temperament simmered at the mere mention of her mother.
Ember's tone matched his as she apologized. "I'm sorry, but I did call you out here for a reason." She flew into the air and pointed out to the kirin's border. "That is the reason we are here."
"What?" Torch looked back and forth between his daughter and the storm clouds. "That can't be!" He let out massive laughter. "If you wanted a weather update, there are a few dozen dragons in the city that can help you. What am I doing here?" He kicked out his massive wings to knock her back to the ground. "Your mother would be ashamed of your waste of talent."
"And mother would be ashamed of your lack of awareness!" Ember blasted fire at his wings. "Those clouds are so thick that no dragon can fly through them."
"It's expected with hurricane winds to provide some sort of fight." Garble agreed with his lord.
"Yeah, we can fly through the stuff just fine!" Gilda held out her wings. "You being too weak to do the same isn't news at all."
"That's not what I mean at all." Ember caved and presented her evidence. "I thought it was hurricane winds until my surveillance came back with this." She pulled out a piece of cloud out of her pouch. They were all silent to see the piece float over past them and toward the cloud source. Stranger of all, this piece was so dense they couldn't even see through it, and it moved slowly then a light breeze.
"What?" Torch lifted his wings and beat against it. Despite it's slow speed, his strength couldn't stop its advance. "Impossible!" He took a deep breath and pushed his wings. His limbs produced massive winds, matching that of hurricanes as an opposing force. The other kept their place for several seconds, showing their incredible strength against these winds. Yet at the same time, the piece of cloud was unaffected at all.
"That isn't the only thing." Ember flew over beside her father and spit fire over the cloud piece in a continuous current. Much to their shock, it didn't melt at all or disperse. Torch matched his daughter's flames and found the same lack of effect.
Garble was truly shocked to see the greatest fire-breather of his species being unable to affect this strange anomaly. He flew up to it as they ran out of breath and scratched the cloud. An even greater shock came when the lightest claw cut through it and broke it down rather easily. "This makes no sense at all."
"Exactly." Ember flew over and grabbed the newer pieces and smashed them back together. "I had dragons breathing fire on this thing for three hours straight and it wouldn't fade, yet the second one comes in contact, it breaks like a normal cloud." She placed the piece of cloud in her father's hand. "That is why I called you all here." She pointed out to the kirin border. "The entire kirin sky is covered in this mass and what's more insane is that it's expanding."
Torch narrowed his eyes on the piece before turning his attention to the mass of clouds. He flew up to the highest point of the atmosphere and took in his deepest breath yet, so strong that the other backed away in fear. They all took cover as the dragon lord let out a massive flame that covered the entire sky of the dragon lands. As it passed the entire country in seconds and clashed with the massive cloud.
The flames split outward over the entire surface of the border, yet the massive cloud wouldn't disperse. They watched as the flame lasted for a full hour, but it never burned through. They saw fire expand as Torch's flames reached his limit. However, the wall of clouds didn't break at all, in fact, it seemed only to get denser and denser by the last few moments.
Torch fell to the ground exhausted. "How is this possible?"
"There is one final issue." Ember sighed as her father took several minutes to rest. She flew ahead of him, flipping around and facing away from the clouds. Taking a deep breath, she let out a softer green flame. Garble recognized it as a magical flame, designed for travel, defense, and protection, not aggression. He didn't put up his guard at all as the flames flew through them.
However, fear grew in their eyes as it pulled away from them and flew toward the clouds too. "I don't understand." He turned his head back to Ember.
"These clouds..." Ember grumbled. "They eating magic. And their range spans beyond even the griffin borders."
Gilda was brought to full attention by that comment. "That would mean, it could reach Equestria..." She gulped and stepped back. "Rainbow Dash... Pinkie pie and... Fluttershy!" She turned completely in the direction of Ponyville, thousands of miles away. "Please... be okay."
