Bubbles and Thunderwings got out. They were blinded by the sun, but glad to be back. Now to find Violet.

"Thunderwings, you look in the NightWing half, and I'll look in the RainWing half."

As soon as Bubbles saw Violet, he tackled her and pinned her to the ground.

"Why would you kidnap Thunderwings?!"

Violet looked puzzled.

"What are you talking about?"

Bubbles got off. He had to sit down. His head was spinning again. Some weird type of dragon, some imposters kidnapping him, and vomiting on the ground.

"Give me an explanation of what the heck is going on."

"Look: I'm a mix of a NightWing and a RainWing. There are some others like me as well. They have some NightWing powers, but can also change their scale color to whatever they want."

"So that's what RainWings do..."

Violet continued. "I know a few dragons that are bad and are cross-breeds. They take the shape of other dragons and do bad things, so other dragons think it was them."

"That must be scary for the queen."

"Oh, don't worry. She's probably the toughest dragon in Pyrrhia."

Bubbles completely forgot about Thunderwings.

"OH! Thunderwings!" Bubbles raced through the village, zig-zagging and dodging dragons, and came face-to-face with a hostage.

And that hostage was no other than Thunderwings.