Bodzil and Kwatoko walked up the ramp to where a gathering was forming. Most of the creatures he identified as humans. One appeared in some strange demonic form, but appeared at least initially docile. No one seemed alarmed by their appearance, but unsettled nonetheless. There was a furry creature, he could not identify and a small dragon looking creature. At least it looked like a dragon. It was smaller than the dragons he was accustomed to. It did not alarm him. He scanned for a dwarf. He hated dwarves and would kill one on the spot if he saw one. Maybe not, he was no longer on Evolin, he had to remind himself.<br/><br/>As they neared the top where the others were standing, he felt a trembling in the ground. The earth shook and the rock like masonry began to fall about them. Bodzil found his footing give out and he slid along with the others into a newly created crater or pit. The structure apparently could no longer stand the weight of the collection of beings. His own four hundred pounds of weight was far too heavy for the temple-like structure. Kwatoko apparently fell on top of Bodzil and then he was unconscious.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">The feeling of flight took over. A warm breeze caressed his face, the sun casting its light and heat over the land. Kwatoko's outstretched red wings on either side of him. The air smelled of Mallik and he was happy again. 'Maybe that other world was just a dream?' Bodzil thought to himself, a though Kwatoko would be able to hear.<br/><br/>Bodzil believed Kwatoko was telling him everything was wonderful. That they were flying to Prishtina and that he would be back with the Riders of Mallik before he knew it. Bodzil Foxe was a happy Oolarger. He would be with Meda Yazzie and feel the comfort of her warm embrace. Bodzil was content.</span>