– I've noticed that you speak the language of the Ancients very well.Zarri said, not having said it before.

– You haven't heard the full potential yet, " Huona said with a slight smile and looked after Trion.

– If I didn't know the language, I wouldn't have survived in the Order, because all the spells and books were written in it. And dragons listen to orders only in the old tongue.– having finished the elf stopped at the crumbling edge of the bridge-Well, here we are.

– I thought we were going to the Wards.""There's another path leading to them.

– I know, but we don't have to go up there on foot.Trion said, looking around."Just wait a few minutes.So saying, the elf took a small horn from his belt and blew it with all his might. When the bugle died down, the thicket was completely silent for a while. It was so quiet that it was easy to hear the splashing of fish in the raging river at a stunning distance from the bridge. Suddenly, somewhere beyond the thicket, the silence was broken by an animal's roar and the sound of flapping wings. Three large silhouettes appeared from behind the trees, turning into small dragons as they approached.

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