Dragons: Fire & Ice

In ages past,

the dragons and their crystals of power

came to this barbaric land

through the portal from Dragon World.

The crystals brought strength and wisdom,

especially the great Aurathon,

the mighty crystal

with powers so vast it could only be wielded

by the Dragon King himself.

But though the dragons wanted only peace,

their human allies wanted war.

The kingdoms of Norvagen and Draigar

misused the knowledge

brought by the dragons,

and battles erupted.

Seeking to end the wars,

the Dragon King

made the wizard, Xenoz,

ambassador between the dragons

and the two kingdoms.

He was given dragon-gifts

and immortality.

And for a time, Xenoz

and the Dragon King

forced peace upon the land.

But peace imposed by

others cannot last.

Then came the great betrayal.

Evil forces arose,

and the Dragon Queen was slain.

In his anguish,

the Dragon King and many of his followers

returned to Dragon World,

closing the portal.

The great Aurathon,

the receptacle of all dragon knowledge

and the only crystal whose powers

could open the portal itself,

went with them.

That's what it looked like.

'Course, no one's seen it

for a thousand years.

But... but we still have dragons, Dad.

Eh? Oh, yes, Targon is

an old friend of the family,

so he stayed behind.

You ready?

You always tell me never to let myself

get distracted by an opponent!

Right you are, lad.

Help me up.

What else do I always say?

Never trust a soul...

...except a dragon's.

So how many dragons are left?

Targon there is all

we Norvagen have these days.

Although the legend says

they may return

when the war is over,

I doubt it.

Not if the Draigar keep hunting them.

Those rotten Draigar!

I like the attitude, son,

but you swung

before you were ready.

Think, lad. Plan.

You're too impulsive.

But other than that,

an excellent practice.

I do believe you're ready.

For what?

Ah, Xenoz!

Thank you for coming.

I have a surprise for you, my boy.

We are in harmony.

Let your senses seek

the wisdom of the ancients.

I feel you, Father.

When you are ready...

you may... strike!

Your skills have grown impressive.

I have a good teacher.

Aurora!

Hey, no fair!

That's cheating!

That is battle, Kyra.

Norvagen do not fight by the rules.

You assumed we were

finished and we were not.

You think too much.

Sometimes a soldier

must simply act.

Don't think I'm going

to forgive you, Aurora.

Even if you are

the last dragon we have.

Oh, I think you shall.

After all, someone must stand against

those dragon-hunting Norvagen.

Is that not right, Xenoz?

Oh, absolutely.

I have come as you requested, King Siddari.

Although sometimes I wonder.

As the dragons vanish, the need for

a dragon ambassador

grows questionable.

I could retire...

Looks like Aurora doesn't

like that idea, Xenoz!

How complimentary.

I understand you have

a special surprise

for your daughter?

Indeed I do.

Father!

You mean my first dragon flight?

Well, perhaps not?

As I recall, you are upset with Aurora

at the moment...

With Aurora?

No way!

We're best friends!

Tell him, Aurora!

Well, what do you think, Xenoz...

Great dragons, sir!

Are you sweating again?

As always, Your Highness, I find it

too warm here after

the chill of my ice palace.

But as for your daughter,

I think she is ready.

Then will you

give her your blessing?

By the powers bestowed

upon me by the dragons,

may these two fly together as one.

Can I go? Can I?

She's all yours, but be careful.

Then come on, Aurora!

Let's fly!

Have you ever seen Aurora accept

a rider so completely, Xenoz?

Xenoz?

Aye, the boy was

born for that dragon!

What?

What?

Aurora!

Where are you going?

Stop!

Something's wrong! Soldiers!

To me!

No! Turn!

I said turn!

If this is the doing

of that Draigar, Siddari...

You!

Stay back!

Norvagen!

Over here! This way!

Norvagen!

Draigar!

I knew they were behind this!

Attack!

Warriors!

So... it begins again.

You are troubled, son.

Yeah, you could tell?

The wind speaks your mood.

It always has.

I sometimes wonder

if it is affecting you

or whether you affect it.

That's absurd!

Sure it is.

And yet the wind is angry,

and so are you.

Why shouldn't I be!

I mean, this latest

skirmish with the Draigar

has lasted eight years!

That's half my life!

What's eight years

when the war itself

has lasted a thousand?

When you reach my age...

When I reach your age,

I want peace!

And the sky...

I want to see the sky

filled with dragons again!

You know the legend says they'll return

when the war is over!

Wishful thinking.

This war has sapped our land,

our people, our energy.

But tomorrow's battle...

Will be the same! Again!

Let me end this... tonight!

What!

Let me take Targon.

I'll come in fast and hard,

right into the Draigar castle itself.

I can capture the princess

and be gone before those

Draigar can even respond!

And with her as our captive,

they'll be forced to surrender on our terms!

What?

The princess is a respected fighter, son.

- She's a girl! I can do this!

- No!

Wars are won by armies,

not individuals.

Besides, we need you

for tomorrow's battle.

No.

This has to end.

Tonight.

I'm serious, Father!

Too many Draigar

soldiers have fallen

in this battle.

It's time to end it!

By sacrificing you?

No. Out of the question.

It's not a sacrifice!

How do you do that?

Sorry, you know I can't control it.

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