(The real chapter 11 XD)

Without another word, Convela got down on her stomach so I could mount up. As soon as I was settled, she took off, flying higher and higher until Phoenix Drop was just the size of a sandcastle. As soon as she spotted the clearing, she dove down, digging in her claws as we landed. 

'Ugh, I haven't flown like that for awhile.'

'Really? Then why'd you insist on flying me here?'

'You needed to get here fast, and I needed the exercise. It was a win-win, well mostly.'

I was about to remark about how her landings remind me of metor showers when I saw a glimmer in the corner of my eye. It was an iron sword, stabbed into the ground right where the plaza would have been. It looked recent too.

'...I'm not the only one seeing the sword, right?' I whispered in my mind.

'Nope, I can see it. It looks to be freshly forged. Why would anyone plunge a good sword into the ground like that? They could've ruined the blade if they weren't careful.'

'I don't know, but something about this seems familiar Convela.'

Nearby, a man stood in the shadows, watching me with a puzzled expression.

(A/N) Heyo! So I know it's a short chapter, but it's late. I'm tired. But I had to update. Also, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 250 READS!!! It means a lot. -Convela