Nasch's P.O.V.
We had been walking for a while in an companionable silence, when Merag contacted me.
Nasch, do you know where Mizeal is?
Yeah, he's in Dream World. I had stopped walking, and Dumon looked at me quizzically. "It's Merag. She wanted to know where Mizeal is." I explained. He nodded, and we kept walking.
What's he doing there?
Long story.
Very helpful Shark! I chuckled as she used my old nickname. Dumon looked at me again, but this time I just shook my head. He shrugged, as we continued picking our way through the thick forest.
Want me to open a portal for you?
Not right now thanks, but maybe in a minute. I'll see what Tachy says first.
"Tachy?" I said this both telepathically and out loud, stopping in my tracks. What is my sister getting up to? We had just stopped in a small clearing of trees. Dumon turned to me.
"Who's Tachy?" I shrugged. It took a few moments before I got an answer.
Number 107: Galaxy Eyes Tachyon Dragon, Mizeal's Number. I relayed this information to Dumon, and he nodded in understanding. Portal now would be nice, thanks.
I began creating a portal to where Merag was, through her. It opened a few seconds later, after some serious concentration.
Incoming. Also, I hope you look like Barians by the way!
"Quick, Barian form." Dumon and I both morphed into our Barian forms, just as someone walked through the portal.
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Clash of the Dragons
FanfictionFaith has advised me to go to the end of Dream world and find the Kingdom of Dragons in the East. Will they accept me? Or will they not believe who I am? And even if they do accept me, will I ever get my revenge on Rocket? Others may pop in and out...
