The Golden Dragon

Ava Pov

Time was passing by fast. I was getting a better hold of my powers although there were some minor set backs, such as me cracking the ground or shattering windows, to be exact. None of us tried to focus on any of those things though. With all the damage I had done, there came just as much beautiful work as well. Not only was I able to do my damage, I had managed to make a bloom of flowers around the castle that brightened it up in a sort of way. Everyone that was leaving the realm stood in awe of what I had done. I had left with them when the evacuations were happening to make them feel welcome. Like Atlas' father said, though, they all wanted to fight, even though it would mean they would die to forces much more powerful than them.

Their hearts bleed dragons , even though they were human, and I was proud of all of them. After helping them settle in, I went back to Draconis to the witches' castle. Or my castle now, I suppose. Most of them were welcoming, and with the sigils I