"Leave?" Clay echoed, startled. "How? On our own?" "Why not?" Tsunami said. "If we can find a way out - why should we have to wait another two years? I'm ready to save the world now, aren't you?" "We can't stop the war by ourselves," he said. "We wouldn't know where to start." Still, part of him couldn't help imagining what it would be like to go home now. Back to the marshes, to the swamps, to a whole tribe of MudWings who looked like him and thought like him... back to his parents, whoever they were... What if they could do it? What if they could escape, survive, and save the world... their own way? Art belongs to SnowPuffin Studios Wings of Fire belongs to Tui T. Sutherland