The moment the words left Ethan's mouth, Idra had already dashed to the very front.
She shifted into a small dragon, tucked her wings, and dove straight down into the heart of the rainforest.
Seraphina had no choice but to carry everyone after her.
Nobody knew what Idra had spotted to make her move that fast.
As they neared the ground, a crumbling altar emerged between the trees.
At its center stood a massive dragon statue.
The sculpture was feral and imposing, claws bared, jaws open. The lines of its scales and horns were still sharp, like it had once been the object of real worship.
Standing on Seraphina's back, Auri immediately remembered the damage Seraphina had done to the trees when they landed earlier.
Green fairy energy rose from Auri's hands and flowed forward.
Branches and hanging vines along their flight path responded to the life force, bending aside and making room—clearing a corridor for Seraphina to pass through without tearing the forest apart.
