Nibbling on her poison painted fingernails, a young woman with pitch black hair and a black dress looked over the unconscious body of her brother, Cly. Slipping her hand inside his shirt pocket, she withdrew a folded piece of paper. Opening it carefully, and reading it over, she couldn't help but smile. It read, 'Hey sis! Just fought against an invisible trickster and a flying energy powerhouse, while teamed up with a telekinetic woman with knives. Not sure if I won or not. I can't move my legs, and Esmeralda took a bullet to the neck. Thanks for patching me up all the time.' Zaira wrote back with a pen Cly had on his person. 'You are welcome brother. If you pass to the next round, may you fight hard and win.' Folding the paper, she placed it back in his pocket. Her necklace around her neck began to glow bright blue. Warmth spread through the Dragon's and the Knight's body, and Zaira located all the points in their bodies where they was damaged, and began to heal them. Minutes later, letting out a sigh of exhaustion, she had finished, and rested back against the scaly back she was riding. Many times the size of Esmeralda, was the Hydra, Ribcage, Zaira's protector and friend, the second strongest creature in the Dream World.
Asleep in a dark room that was very much like his own back home, was Cly. He had his head resting comfortably on Esmeralda's tail. Rolling over, he accidentally rolled off of her tail and hit the ground face first. Half awake, he searched around with his hands for her tail. Giving up after seconds of not finding it, he became more awake and noticed that she was not in the middle of the room anymore, but facing one of the curtained windows. Her wings were back and her tail swayed side to side, showing that she was thinking. Looking around, the Knight thought he was back home. “Looks like we lost that round Esmeralda…” Her tail stopped moving, and she said softly. >>Did we?<< Trying to remember back to the fight, he couldn’t recall who the victor was, but he did remember that he was crippled from the waist down. Walking around the room, he smiled, “Glad to have my legs working again.” Breathing in through his nose, he suddenly noticed that the air was different than it should be. For one, it was cleaner than back home, and for another, it was thinner, as in they were not close to the surface. “This isn’t home, we made it to the next round!” Esmeralda didn’t turn around, but lifted her clawed foot up and tore the curtains off of one of the windows. >>We fight here, in this floating city.<< Outside it was dark, the middle of the night, but each and every building was bright with lights. “Think they have a Subway here? I’m starving.”>>I doubt it.<< The green scaled Dragon pointed to a backpack that Cly had over his shoulder. >>Check your pack, it smells like a Spicy Italian.<< He unslung his pack and pulled out a Subway sandwich, wrapped up with a tag attached. It read, ‘Thought you’d like a snack, and don’t ask me how I got it. –Zaira.’ Cly laughed and unwrapped the sandwich. “Wait…how did she know…?” He turned the tag over and saw more words. ‘PS: I knew what you wanted because that’s all you were dreaming about.’ He shrugged and offered half of the sandwich to Esmeralda. >>I’ll pass, I’m not even very hungry. Plus, that amount of meat would hardly fill my stomach.<< She turned back to the window and looked out with glowing yellow eyes.
Minutes later, Dragon and Rider flew over the city searching for their opponent. Despite all the lights on, there was not a single person around. “All the people are asleep?” >>This is a battlefield, an absence of people would be fitting.<< “Oh, right.” Landing on a building, Esmeralda looked around with her full spectrum vision, trying to pick up any life forms. Cly on the other hand, had jumped off her back and was using his legs to run and jump between buildings, enjoying his newly restored legs. Stopping on the rooftops, he saw a person in the shadows. “Hello?” Many buildings away, Esmeralda spotted the same person, the only other person in the city, the Dark Huntress. She thought to herself, >>Oh no, Cly is going to fall for her trap! I’ve got to help him!<<