Yami flew high and proud, his black scales glistening with a red sheen as the sun started to set. Arthur was nestled between his wing joints, thanks to queen Morganna. Yami snorted at the very thought, and instead focused his mind on the upcoming victory. He reached out with his shadow powers and sensed the hundred or so dragons following a few leagues behind him. A large earth dragon reared on the cliff ahead, so tall that it's powerful fore legs could almost reach them. His lips curled back, showing off his triangular teeth, and he dived to face the Earth Dragon head on.<br/><br/>Yami opened his mouth to grab the opponent's neck in his powerful jaws, but thought better of it. The taste of it's dirt armor did not sound appealing. He wanted to save his magic reserves for the bigger battle in Camelot, and so slashed at the Earth Dragon with his fore legs. The still standing opponent locked claws with Yami, and Yami was forced to land and fight, strength for strength. The Earth Dragon proved stronger and forced Yami over the side of the cliff. Panicking for only a split second, the proud Shadow dragon managed to right himself only a few short leagues from the ground, however, he noticed his passenger had disappeared from his back.<br/><br/>Yami searched the ground, flying low. He reached out his Shadow awareness, and still could not sense him. However, Yami's command were waiting, most hovering above the cliff. Deciding that Arthur had died from his long fall, Yami turned and flew up to lead the others towards their devious destination.<br/><br/>~~~~<br/><br/>After several hours, Arthur groaned. He had landed in a tree, his sides ached horribly, and Arthur assumed that at least four of his ribs were broken. His head felt like it had been split open, however, he was afraid to reach an arm up to his head to see if it was bleeding in case it would agitate his ribs. As his vision began to blur, he noticed a man with a long white beard standing beneath him. Then, all was lost.