The underground safe space was not far from Post 6. It was basically an hour's ride away through the Post 6.
Most of the times, the officers went there to relax, drink, and do whatever they liked away from the harsh eyes of the senior superiors.
Soon, the sound of dragon wings flapping together sounded in the sky.
Reynold and Evan's dragons landed heavily on the ground outside the entrance, with their large claws kicking up dust.
They slowly climbed down from the dragons' backs.
On Aurion's large black back, Reynold was sitting at the front and was riding the dragon through the dark sky.
Then, directly behind him was the unconscious body of Nymeria, her head was resting weakly against his back.
Sitting right behind her was Nyx. She was holding Nymeria firmly around her waist with both arms so she wouldn't slide off during the ride.
The rest of the group had packed themselves together on Evan's dragon, and was squeezing tightly against each other.
