Timidly, Jatara raised her hand. "Uh, if you all don't mind mean inquiring, what's going on? I'm rather... addled, if you will, after all the events that have gone by. And you all have eyes like mine- I mean, not completely, but they are different as well." She was normally confident but something was different around these people- people with the unusual eyes, just like hers. "I also can't comprehend how our bloodlines are different from that of other peoples'."

"That is a good question," Uaua says. This certainly wasn't a comprehendible topic. She was still concerned about the bonsai, although that was likely not a good idea

In a state of almost shock he looked back at the children. He very well couldn't let them continue to talk like this. He went to open his mouth as the first fireball hit the square, sending everyone flying backwards. Corvo was thrown back his head hitting the cobble stones. Black spots danced before his eyes as he tried to hold onto reality. The dark shadow of a dragon floated overhead before a furry of fire hit the town. Time seemed to sit stil then. He had two choices...grab the children and got, or fight. Gritting his teeth the man forced himself to stand as the red fire like cloud engulfed him. Four of five...hopefully the fourth would show up. The red scaled drake looked towards the children gritting his teeth again. 'Run!' He commanded to the through his mind. 'Get to the edge of town, and don't let each other out of your sight!' With that he took to the sky. Where the heck was the fourth?!

Asha looked around. "What in the world is that?" She said. She turned to look at what looked like a dragon. "I think that fall is really affecting me now...." she mumbled.

Jatara's eyes widened as she nearly toppled over due to the sheer force of the blast. She did as the man told, however, grabbing the arm of the youngest girl- the one with the rust-orange eyes -and sprinted off. She coughed as the dust rose up, almost choking her.

What surprised the young girl the most was the dragon flying above. She hadn't seen one before- after all, they were just stories, right?

Uaua almost fell over from the sudden shock. The dragon werent that aggressive, there had to be nice ones right? In the rush, she dropped the bonsai, hopefully it survived

A spray of debri and stones blasted toward the two girls and Nehele blocked it with his own body. "We need to go." He looked at the rocks, which had turned to dust. "Huh?" He noticed the bonsai and picked it up, sprinting to follow the others.

"Are you okay?" Jatara asked the boy, her eyes still in their widened and shocked state. "How did you do that? Aren't you hurt?" She looked at the bonsai in his hands, then at the young girl who had dropped it. "He said to go to the city outskirts..." Her hands were trembling. Where was her family? Should she listen to the stranger, or go after them?

Condatis/Con ~~ 28 ~~ Male ~~ Waterdragon ~~ Can transform

As his ... brother ... started to get a worried face he looked towards the youngesters that was speaking loudly to say the least. As he looked carefully at the youngsters he realiced what they were, dragons. Just like him and the man before him they carried the genes of the dragons. And yet they spoke so freely and didnt seem to care about people hearing them or not. Are they insane?! Have they no selfpreservation at all? Surley they cant have any judging by the way they talk. However it was at that moment everything seemed to change for them. A massive fireball hurled itself into te ground. The force from the impact made him go flying through the air, hitting tha stall behind him. His head hit the edge of the stall.

Before his oceanlike eyes it got all blurry and he had trouble focusing. The thin man, dressed in robes is not really a fighter, never have been. He prefers to walk to the side so his body is far from used to the taxing blows that comes with it. His entire body ached and the massive sound of the fireballs, screams of panic mixed with that of running feets. All around them he feelt the foul smell of burning flesh, humans having been hit by the fireballs or trapped under already burning debree screamed as the fire reached at them, stroking them in a gentle manner, not aware of the pain it gave the humans. He looked up at the sky at the massive dragon attacking from the sky, getting company by a scarlet one. This is not going to go down peacefully. And by looking at the one attacking he could easly see that the red one would fall if left alone.

With a sigh he looked down at his lap, standing with shaking legs, a warm small stream of blood slowly found its way down from his neck and into his robes, down his back. Looking up at the two dragons above him he took a leap into the air changing in it. His blue elegant head carried wiscars and had rather massive, decorative feathers. The massive, decorative feathers slowly got smaller and eventually stoped as the scales took over, covering his body. The body was 8horses tall, 10horses tall and the wingspan 12horses. All in all a massive creature but amongst dragon, perhaps not. Perhaps he was amongst the smaller ones? He had never had the oportunity to compare to be honest. But as he had transformed in the air he quickly flew up, staying next to the red one, keeping a close eye on the attacker.

The wound on the side of his head stung, making his eyes wonder a bit as he fought to stay alert and awake. Clearly he was the larger of the three dragons if not by a lot. His dragon from was easily close to 100 feet (30 meters) in length (including his tail), and had a wingspan of nearly 120 feet (36 meters). In standing he was close to 80 feet (24 meters) tall at the head meaning about 70 feet (21 meters) at the shoulder. The black dragon was clearly smaller than him yet with the injury to his head, he stood no chance of winning the fight. All he was looking for was the other child. As the black dragon circled though that hope seemed lost...there was going to be a fight. Gritting his teeth Corvo tensed himself as he slammed into the black scaled dragon, grabbing onto it with his talons before forcing it to the ground. Now he was no skilled fighter in the air thus the attack seemed only to draw attention to himself rather than to the village below them. In a fury of talons the black dragon bounced back wrapping about Corvo such as a viper would have. Unable to break free of the hold he was forced into a free fall before being slammed into the ground near the edge of town. He was no match to the female, she was clearly stronger than him and faster in the air. All he could do was stall her while the others got away. Thankfully the other dohva born was near now....