"What? Blimey, we just had to put on an act for those dragons." I exclaimed, peeved at what we did earlier just for some information. Considering we finally had a clear lead though, I smiled and brushed off earlier as just a part of our adventure. "Alright Trey, lead the way." I patted off coarse dust from my leggings (these weren't exactly cheap clothes) as Trey flew off, leaving me and Dorisma in the dry and rough lands. I tugged at a shirt of mine before jogging to the direction of the stronghold, not running since walking was hard enough as it was. Gotta get back at that ninja I guess, he took away my strength after all. There was definitely a sharp transition between parched land and lush growth of the valley, as well as an increasing amount of undisturbed rubble that littered the land. Come to think about it, it only took 10 minutes to walk from the stronghold to out here. I ended up stopping at the entrance of the stronghold, a big cracked arch held in place by a looming keystone. I was after all waiting for Dorisma to catch up to the rest of us, as I gripped my throwing knives in case things got nasty.