Drakes, being very logical creatures fond of a good crossword puzzle took exception to Setherans sudden disappearence and was, logically, enraged to the point of insanity. The two heads roared as one and began to thrash about, easily knocking trees over and trampling small furry animals with impossibly large eyes and ears. Just when the two women (Krea and the damsel in distress) thought that it couldn't get any worse two things happened at once. The two heads began to spray fire over the landscape, and Valon emerged from within the bushes and trees of the forest. Originally he'd been right behind the feme fatale known as Phoenix, but a short moment of unattentiveness and a low-hanging branch gave her a serious head start. 

"Come out, shadow-man, stop hiding like a coward!" The two heads of the drake cried, but which sounded suspiciously like "ROOOOAAAR!" in the ears of Valon's magically retarded companions. Not even stopping to see what was going on, Valon charged the river at full speed. Bright blue energy quickly gathered in his hand and he threw the mysterious ball into the water, which immediately began to freeze. Valon landed on solid ice and used his momentum to glide along the surface, using his staff as best he could for balance. The freezing ice luckily reached the other shore before he did and now formed an exteremly slippery bridge across the water. 

With solid ground beneath his feet Valon pointed a finger at his own throat and recited one of the first spells he'd ever learned. 
[color=ed1c24]"Stop this madness, foul serpent! Crawl back to whatever dank cave you came from!"[/color] The voice that came out of Valon's mouth was that of a hundred Valons, or one Valon one hundred times bigger. His voice boomed over the landscape with such force that it had trancended mere sound, you could feel the words slamming into you like extremely sudden gusts of hurricane winds.