Chapter 3

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"Hello!" A blue-eyed SkyWing called cheerfully as she stepped inside the Academy.

"Hi?" Imperial replied, uncomfortable.

"I'm Peril, a totally not-murdery and dangerous firescale dragon!" She introduced. "And you must be the crazy animus dragon who was suppost to die, who might end up like insane Darkstalker? OMG, we're so much a like! Let's be friends!"

"Uh, yes! I would love to!" Imperial replied hastily, eyeing at the large library at the center of the school. "Well, nice to know you, Peril, but I gotta go! Bye!" With that, she darted into the large entrance into her favorite place in the whole world, scrolls stacked up all the way up to the ceiling. She was surprised to see a blind male NightWing accompanied at the front desk by a dark purple female NightWing.

"Hello!" The female NightWing called. "What can we do for you today?"

"Hi. Do you have any books on animus dragons that I can check out?" Imperial asked.

"What are books?" The male NightWing asked. The female talon palmed.

"They're like scrolls." She explained. "But anyway, we do. They are found on shelf 19."

"Alright, thanks!" Imperial called as she flew to the shelf. The library was large, but she was an expert at finding specific books and locations in them. Her talon stopped on a book titled "Ancient Animus Dragons" and she pulled it out.

"Found it!" Imperial called, blowing the dust off the cover. "It's titled 'Ancient Animus Dragons.'"

"Okay, great. Oh, and by the way, I'm Fatespeaker, and that blind dragon you see here is Starflight." Fatespeaker introduced. "Feel free to contact us anytime!"

"Nice to meet you, Starspeaker." She sniffled back a giggle as visions of their future popped up in her head. "Nice to meet you, Starspeaker."

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