The dragon grunted, as all three climbed on his back. "Good thing we're not going far... I'd be exhausted after ten minutes of this."<br/><br/>Fortunately, they'd landed near the top of a hill, letting him launch with some height, already... which was good, because he soon dipped dangerously close to the ground, whipping only a few meters off of the ground, with just enough clearance to let him flap his wings.<br/><br/>In a couple of minutes, they've crossed the few miles to the village, and the bronze set down, hard, in front of the tavern. The town looked abandoned; no lights burned anywhere, not even inside the building they were targeting, but they had the sensation of being watched.