Rachael's POV
Flying through the air on Iria's back was like being picked up by a million fireflies.
Magical and impossible.
But I don't think Percy saw it the same way.
Percy's face was as green as an apple, and he was grabbing his stomach.
Ew!
I thought. But I should probably check on him. He could be seriously sick.
"Hey... Percy...? Are you okay?" I asked him.
"I'm not sure.." He gagged.
Oh no...
"Iria, I think you can drop us off down there." I said quickly.
Iria looked confused, but shrugged as she saw Percy, and slowly flew down.
"Thanks... *gag* Rachael.." Percy said.
I hope he's going to be okay...
"Alright. I'll see you at school!" I said, then ran off.
"Wait! Rachael?" Percy called.
"What?" I asked.
"Did you sign up for Margonist training?" Percy asked.
"You know it!" I yelled and then ran home.
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Travelers 1: Iria
FantasyRachael's mother always told her to believe in herself. Her brother told her she could never be a Margonist. Her father said he wanted her to stay safe. But Rachael doesn't want what her family does. She wants to be a Margonist. A dragon rider. Ra...
