Hunter shrugged. "Both. Choose one."
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Hunter shrugged. "Okay. That one is Cobalt. He's still young." She climbed onto the fiery one, not bothering with a saddle.
"He is," Hunter said. She kicked her legs into the dragon's sides and he rose into the air, large wings flapping, giving the illusion of flames. It roared at a passing villager, who ducked their head and ran in fright. "Coward," Hunter muttered.
Hunter glanced back at him. "Not the best time, no. If you're feeling sick, just tap Cobalt's left horn. He can make you feel better. He's a healing dragon. Also, close your eyes if you need."
Hunter snorted. "Good. We need you." She turned her face back to the front and guided her dragon, Magma, towards the mountains.
Kye followed on Cobalt. "It is odd though. Riding a dragon, like a horse. The last time I rode a dragon, I was hanging on a spear that was lodged through my shoulder and pinned into the dragon. However where I'm from dragons are not nice. They keep to themselves mostly until they try to impress a female. Then they come and demolish as many cities as they can in as short a time as they can."
"Here, we've managed to train dragons. Well, my best friend and I have."
"You wouldn't know her," she muttered. In reality, he probably would. She was one of the most famous trainers and teachers and fighters in the galaxy. Only Earthlings, with their sheltered life, hadn't heard of her.
"Yeah," Hunter said, relieved that he had changed the subject. "That's where a Prophetess lives. She can tell us why you're here."
Hunter stepped from Magma, the soles of her soft leather boots making no noise on the gravelly ground. She gestured for the dragons to stay, and beckoned for Kye to follow, holding a finger to her lips to signal quiet.
Hunter moved quietly down a narrow pass, silent, wary. She stepped up to the mouth of a cave and peered in before stepping inside. She walked down a stone hallway before moving into a large cavern, where a woman sat, covered in shawls.
Kye followed, keeping quiet. The woman in the shawls gave him an unsettled feeling. He didn't know why, but he didn't like this. He was in a cave, and he didn't like it. That had only happened once before, the first time he'd ever been in a cave, and that was because he didn't know how to navigate them. Now it happened a second time. In a cave, didn't like it.
Hunter bowed to the woman. "My lady," she said. "I'm here with the new quester."
"Hunter…" the old woman wheezed. "You have a lot of nerve coming here after what happened last time."
The woman turned, narrowing her eyes at him. Then, her eyes widened, and she leaned away, looking frightened. "You…" she whispered. She turned to Hunter and started speaking very quickly in a strange language.
"Why didn't you tell me he was the one?" The old lady asked.
"Because I had no idea!" Hunter replied, exasperated. "You only said that someone would come from another world! Everyone I've brought here has been from a different world!"
The woman turned to him, a weak smile on her face. "Nothing." She stopped. "Sorry," she said in broken English. "I mean, nothing. There is nothing to worry about."