Wildeye paced around a table covered to the edges with scrolls, books, and maps of Dragon Realm Stratus. Avalon sat backward in a chair, her right hand smooshed against her cheek as she tried to keep awake. Vada leaned against a bookshelf behind her Blade Sister, and Arrelion kept his nose pressed in ancient texts. The four of them spent the night in Lost Dawn's library researching the possible location of the Stratus seal.

"It must be within the Northern Territory," Wildeye said with a hoarse voice.

Her worn voice had yearned for an end to their search but had yet to come. Not a single person could come to an agreement on a location; only that one must exist. "It is hundreds of miles of isolated forests that only the most reclusive of centaurs and kahnlar frequent. It is the perfect place for a rune writer to place a seal meant to be hidden from the rest of the world!"

Wildeye looked at Avalon and Vada, who both nodded, and then she turned to Arrelion.

"Hm." Arrelion scratched the side of his rough face. "I'm not convinced."

Vada let out a long sigh and leaned on her other shoulder. "It's at least worth checking out."

"Tell me." Arrelion closed the thick tome he was reading. "What did the three broken seals have in common?"

"They were all completely in stranded spots in their respective realms," answered Wildeye, "Which is why—"

"What else did they have in common?" Arrelion said, cutting off the Wolf of the Eclipse.

Wildeye frowned at the sudden interruption. What could Arrelion be going on about? The seals had nothing in common other than the obvious: they were massive and found in completely isolated parts of the world.

"Scorch's seal was in the Deserts of the Damned," said Avalon.

Wildeye nodded. "The most inhospitable place in Scor—"

"What else?" Arrelion said, cutting Wildeye off again.

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The cobalt wolf furrowed her brow with a deep-seated frustration. I suppose there is no harm in humoring Arrelion further. "Blight's seal was underground within a lost city."

"And according to Triss the Abyss seal was found in a shallow lake of a remote jungle," added Arrelion. "What do they all have in common?"

"They have nothing else in common," said Wildeye, annoyed. "Please explain where this theory plans to go."

"Yes, please explain, Arrelion," said Avalon.

"In our modern times, these spots are now completely abandoned, but not when they were written." Arrelion pulled out a set of three maps. Each faded into a pale sepia color. Arrelion unraveled the worn and cracked maps with delicate fingers not to damage the ancient paper any further. "Come, look."

Wildeye raised a brow and bent over the table to examine the maps. Her eyes widened with wonderment as Arrelion continued his explanation.

The silver mage pointed a finger at the location of the large lake in Dragon Realm Abyss and then slid his finger to the south at a large circle on the map. The circle was labeled Lamkahti.

Avalon gave Arrelion a strange look. "What is Lamkahti?"

"It's Yikahti for Cat's City," he said.

"I've never heard of such a place," Vada said.

She pushed herself off the bookcase and joined the others around the map. "What of Blight's seal?"

"Koda mentioned the seal was built into an ancient elven city," answered Wildeye.

"Two cities to watch over the seal?" surmised Vada.

The four looked at the map of Scorch.

"No city here," Wildeye mumbled.

"Just a desert so vast and dangerous…" Avalon said slowly.

"That it guards itself." Wildeye clapped her claws together. Arrelion was right! The seals each had something in common. They weren't placed to be hidden but to be guarded. Where was the Stratus seal, then? Where in the realm would be the best place to defend the seal and who would defend it?

She flattened the modern Stratus map back on the table. Where? Could she trust the Ice Elven empire to watch over the seal? Truthfully? Not a chance, but then who?

Her sights stopped at the highest mountain peak in the realm. Her eyes darted to the label.

A worried look melted down her face. She let out a heavy sigh, and all at once, the four of them said,

"Draconicus."

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