Atlas and the girls had to flee toward the Northern Waste as the empire was steamrolling through Astoria. But halfway through their journey, Artemis commented as they all sat on Raymon's back. ''Why don't we travel south? We can hit them in their homeland.''
''What about the swarms of dragons patroling everywhere? Raymond barely escaped last time!'' Amethyst replied.
When hearing the ladies talk, he spoke up. ''We can fly over the ocean; it's dangerous but doable if Ray can handle it.''
'I'll do it, Master!' the Stormeagle's voice echoed in his mind.
Following that, the giant monster banked left and headed straight for the coast as black smoke covered the land thanks to all the battles and destroyed castles all over Astoria, which annoyed him.
Atlas watched the land pass by as the scarred landscape of Astoria blurred beneath him. Jagged ruins and smoldering forests streaked past, swallowed by plumes of dark smoke that stung his eyes.
