Blackthorne City Dragon's Den Entrance|Mid Morning
The Druddigon climbed out of the hole walking out into the open as he was ready to fly off back home. In his short time with them, he couldn't help but feel that his mission was just beginning. His master was still out there somewhere and he wouldn't stop until he found his human. The Dragon type turned around looking at Peregrine. With a smile, he nodded his head and spoke his final words to her knowing that he might not see her again in a long time. "Peregrine, good luck out there and hope we cross paths again in the future." Dirk started flapping his wings and lifted off the ground as he looked at Peregrine. The Druddigon turned around facing the northeast direction. He closed his eyes as tears rolled down his face. There was no way to know if Amitiel was even alive now with the tunnels completely blocked off. His eyes open as he wipes away the tears and flies off to the northeast towards his home. I wish you could come Peregrine, but I shan't forget the deeds you have done. Dirk thought to himself as he flew off into the horizon.