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Chapter 105

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Wattpad deleted my draft 3 times and I had to rewrite the chapter every single time, so I apologize for the late update.

Hope you enjoy. We are finally nearing the end.
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The dragons flew for eight hours straight before anyone inquired for a break, which everyone was happy to have. The group landed in an open grassy area to see any reborns from a far distance so they could take off if needed.

As soon as they landed, the dragons made haste as they began to lay down and stretch their limbs, preening under the tough scales that they all adorned. As for the riders, they all began to collect nearby dead branches and brush for a fire, clearing out an are and lighting the dried material with Peter's magic.

As the minutes wore onto hours, the group was silent, that was until David decided to break the tension.

"So, we should arrive at the mountains by sundown tomorrow, I'll take first watch tonight." He offered.

No one argued with his reasoning, it Richard cut in. "Emma, I'd like for you to answer some questions for me, if you don't mind."

"Shoot." She replied, holding up two finger guns.

"I'd like you to clarify what exactly happened with your eyes, why are they grey?" The question was one she had not been asked in a long time, but she let out a large sigh before explaining. The others around the fire were also curious, including the dragons.

"Heh, I mean, I guess though this whole time I've known you guys, I haven't used magic, and that's because I can't. You see, before dragons were bonded to humans, we didn't have magic in our veins, instead we just relied on our brains and man power. Magic was bred into nearly everyone's bloodline, but I'm that rare strand of luck that didn't receive that lucky hint of magic, and because our eyes have developed to match the pigment of out magic, mine turned out to be the absence of that colour." She paused, looking around the group that was slowly processing the information and continuing.

"I wasn't born with a dragon, but when I was little, I heard voices, I used to think they were my imagination, but as I got older I realized it was the dragons speaking to me. For some reason they knew they could talk to me unlike the other humans, aside from their bonded, and thought I was special. I'm not sure why I can hear them, or why I can do the things I can, but I know that I'm not special; I can't absorb magic like you think either, my blood will just reject it."

"So you're like, immune to changing then?" Richard asked as he stroked his chin.

"What I think is that if either a dragon or rider does in a bond, then the curse can try and take over the mind of either and control them, even transforming them, or so I believe." David added in.

"But then why would the curse need to have two kinds of magic mixed together?" Jasmine didn't like being the quiet in this conversation, especially since she felt as if these moments of peace were going to end very soon.

"To make it easier? I don't know, it's something we may never know. The only thing that matters is getting rid of the curse once and for all." Emma said as she leaned against Comet's scales. It felt as if the headmaster was there comforting her from afar, and she wished this would all just be over so she could live in peace.

"Yeah, you're right, let's just sleep this over and discuss this later, I call second shift." Peter said as he began to walk to the red dragon. After a few moments of silence and watching the fire burn, Emma too allowed the dragons massive wing curl around her and act like a protective blanket.