The Trip Back.

Arad looked at the barbarians gathered, ready to embark on the long journey. The wind started blowing cold, signaling the start of winter.

Aella looked at the grey clouds and felt the wind, her eyes shifting toward the trees. "Animals have started retreating to their borrows." She approached a bush, seeing a small hole in the ground.

"This one is empty," Zephyr said, sitting on her head.

"Probably ran away due to Arad's fight with Shi, but that doesn't change the fact they are preparing for the winter." Aella stood and looked at Arad. "It might start raining or snowing soon,"

Arad nodded, transforming into his draconic form. His black scales glow with a faint light, shifting in color and turning red. Merlin's spell still worked.

The barbarians gasped, "Red!"