450 Was it an Illusion?

Dragon Valley, Mist Maze.

Whoosh, whoosh. A red dragon carrying two figures hurtled out of the Mist Maze.

Once outside the maze, the two figures jumped down from the dragon's back and began racing across the Korora Mountain range.

One of them, a black shadow, streaked across the ground while being followed closely by a shape of pure light floating ten feet above the ground.

From within the light, a voice rang out, "Eugene, I know what you're thinking. The dragons are weakened, and you're planning something up north, aren't you?"

"Halino, stop sticking your nose into my business all the time! I'm just going to settle a deal with that upstart Morpheus. I am capable of restraint, you know!"