The ogre pushed the door open. At the centre of an immense chamber, framed by a column of light which seemed to have no logical source, was a cloaked figure, two immense wings sprouting from its back. It seemed unaware of their prescence, and but for the fact the wings were made of feathers it could have been mistaken for a statue.<br/><br/>"Is that what the dragon sensed?" Jake asked.<br/><br/>"I don't know," the ogre replied. "Its using some powerful form of magic to shield itself from me. If it wasn't for the fact I can see it with my own eyes I would think we were the only living things in this room."